Amelia Forbes
Thirty minutes after Adrian had stormed off, Benson peeked through the door of my ward, worry visible on his face.
He walked in when he saw that I was awake. "Mel, are you okay?" He asked, rushing to my side and placing a hand on my forehead and looking into my eyes for any signs.
For a moment I was scared. What if Adrian had told him everything?
I looked up at him again and I saw that he didn't know. I relaxed once more.
"What happened?" He asked, squeezing my arm.
I shrugged, trying to look as normal as possible. "Nothing serious. The doctor said I'm stressing myself out. I need to rest and eat healthier, that's all."
I finished, hoping the lie was believable.
Benson's face dissolved into a look of relief.
He sighed. "You scared me." He ran a hand through his bl
