Fiona
“I found out about a week after I left your house, actually,” I murmurs, laying my head back and tilting it up to look at Ethan. My entire body is so relaxed, I almost feel like jelly. That massage was exactly what I needed. “I was sick for a while after I left, so Isla made me go to the doctor, and after several tests, they couldn’t find what was wrong.”
“None of them?” he asks, sounding worried. I lace my fingers with his and let the relaxing atmosphere wash over me.
“They ended up doing a blood test, and that’s when they found out. Honestly, I don’t know much more than you, because I had just found out when Ryan came and told me you were poisoned,” I tell him. I probably should find a way to get a checkup, but I’m definitely not going all the way back home to do it.
I don’t
