“I told you, she can’t eat! Not yet. She needs time! Call Healer Pat!” Harriet shouts as I hold on to her for dear life.
It feels like someone is sharpening their knife on my insides. There was a time when I would vomit like this after being forced to eat by Vivian, and she would just watch me and laugh. Vivian knew how painful it was for me to throw up the blood and food. It amused her, and when she was tired of it, she would make me clean it up.
Did Cedric do this to me on purpose? Is my mate enjoying this?
I choke out a strangled sob as I throw up blood once again. “H–Harrie—” I gasp, tears streaming down my face. My fingers are gripping her dress. “Don’t leave me. Don’t leave me alone with him. Make it stop! Please, make it stop!”
Her lips press together, her eyes flashing with a h
