"All right. I understand."
I took the medical report and glanced at Alaric, unmoved.
As though he sensed me looking, he opened his eyes.
His eyes lit up the instant he saw me.
"Isadora... I knew you couldn't be that heartless. I knew it..."
I cut him off.
"Don't flatter yourself."
I wasn't there for some heartfelt reunion.
I'd only bought him a plane ticket home.
I put it on his bedside table.
"If you're sick, you should go home. I'm sure Cosima would be happy to look after you."
Alaric struggled to smile.
"Isadora, I knew you were still jealous of Cosima. Don't worry. I'll cut her off completely. I'll never have anything to do with her again..."
I frowned, too fed up with his smug certainty to argue.
Instead, I took out my phone and called Cosima.
She answered almost immedi
