Desiree’s POV
“You aren’t my nurse. And I still do not know you.”
There was a brief silence after my words and for a moment, she seemed not to know what to say after my declaration, she looked struck, but then she composed it with a smile that didn't quite reach her face.
“I cannot leave here, Luna Desiree,” Lydia finally managed to stammer, her voice losing that high, clear quality she had before. “Elder Maeve made it sure that if I do not give you a checkup. I can't leave. She's the eld..”
“What if I take the title off? How about that?” Brandon's voice cut through her words, cold and stern.
Lydia snapped her head up, staring at Brandon in pure shock. Her face went pale, then turned to an humiliating red. “You...” She stuttered.
“Once I get back to the villa, I am going to make
