NATALIA
“Is it really about the drink? Am I in trouble?” Ivy asked, already panicking, “I swear, it wasn’t my fault. I drank the same thing I gave you-”
I shook my head, quickly dismissing her worry before she vibrated in worry. I haven't seen her panicking like this in a while. For a moment, I was really guilty for letting her feel like this, but I couldn't put myself to fully do so. There are too many things happening at once and too many changes that only I truly understand.
“It’s not confirmed, actually. It’s pretty much already out of my system when we got to the doctor.” I answered in a low voice. The truth is I don't want to talk about it anymore. It's not a good memory, and I don't feel comfortable sharing it with anyone.
“What happened to you? Did you lose consciousness or so
