CHAPTER 114
“Are you sure you’re ready?” Olivia was holding a mirror in her hands as she sat on the edge of Georgiana’s bed. “It’s not pretty, but you look a hell of a lot better than you did a few days ago.”
Georgiana had been transferred to Avalon House under the cover of darkness to avoid the paparazzi getting wind of her movements. One of the ground floor sitting rooms had been turned into a state-of-the-art hospital bedroom, and she was greeted by a team of three nurses that would care for her and monitor her progress for the next week.
She had purposely avoided looking at her face until now. She nodded, and Olivia turned the mirror around.
“s**t,” she gasped. “I look like I’ve gone ten rounds with Rocky Balboa.”
“The swelling has gone down a lot already,” Olivia told her.
Georg
