I don't like how overworked she is, how tired she is. I'm not happy that she has to force herself to keep going even when she just wants to collapse. The pheromone blocker she took has done a lot of damage to her. She's so thin now.
My teeth clench in frustration. I don't know how to make her eat. Every time we're together, I make sure I feed her. But it's not enough.
Closing my eyes, I get to my feet and head over to the window. However, when I parted the sheer curtain and looked outside, I saw the homeless man who had been watching me when I had been taking Aisha out of the car, still standing there in the same spot.
Only this time, he's looking right at me, his head tilted up.
CHAPTER 16
Aisha
I wake up to the most vicious headache.
A groan escapes my lips, and I curl into a smal
