"Thank me not, Miss Davis. That's… very nice of you," I said, forcing a tight smile. My nails dug into my palms, but I kept my tone as neutral as I could. "However, Frank has been looking for the best doctor for me. I'm sure he'll arrange something soon. Thanks for your concern, though."
Lora tipped her head to one side, and the corners of her mouth spread in a polite, but knowing smile. "Of course, anything you need," she said with this tone dripping out of her words like honey from a broken beehive and churning my stomach.
I watched her gaze linger on me-too long, too intent. I could feel her peeling away every inch of my face, as if she could peel back the layers of my carefully curated exterior. I hated it.
"I'll be fine," I said, my voice firmer now.
Lora nodded slightly, but the
