Chapter 18: An Emotional Firecracker“That explains a great deal.”
I watched as Jerome, Goren and Epi broke up their conference and turned to me. Jerome limped across to stand beside the gurney, his thick eyebrows drawn together when he gazed down at me. “How do you feel now?”
“Less… volatile.”
Jerome glanced at Goren, who had joined him at my side and the Elven man patted my shoulder. “The anger has reduced? The confusion?”
I stared at Goren, narrowing my eyes before returning my attention to Jerome. “What's going on? Why do I feel as if my brain's in high gear and my emotions are all over the shop?”
Jerome adjusted his balance on the cane, his lips thinned. “Charlotte, you're suffering drug withdrawals. The same way a cocaine addict suffers without access to a supply.”
“I thought I
