The door opened and Chase came through, looking relieved. He sat down in the chair beside her and placed his palm on her head before quickly taking it away. "Benny was right. You're hot. Do you feel okay?"
She nodded. "I guess." It wasn't exactly true. She felt nauseous and she was breaking out into a cold sweat. "I'm fine."
Chase didn't believe her, but he knew that pressing her for more wouldn't end too well. "Good. Then maybe we can talk about what happened?"
Alana scowled at him, crossing her arms over her chest. "No."
"Alana, something was clearly bothering you, and you need to tell me so that I can resolve the problem immediately." Chase stared at her sternly. "Was it something I did?"
Alana had to think about that for a moment. It could have been. She shook her head. "No! Of co
