*
“Are you okay?” Morgana asked as soon as I returned to the table. My eyes were swollen from the tears, and there was a painful itching in my throat which was beginning to choke me. I didn’t care about all that however. I just wanted to get home as quickly as possible.
“I’m fine,” I muttered. “Can we go now?”
“Maeve, what’s wrong?” Leslie asked. “Your eyes are swollen.”
“I’m fine,” I repeated. “I just think I might be coming down with something. Can we please go?”
“If you’re coming down with something, then maybe Blake can drive you to the hospital since he’ll be on his way back,” she suggested. “It’s better to get yourself checked out before things get worse.”
“It’s not that serious,” I said, settling my gaze on Morgana. I wanted her to see the look on my face and realise that I w
