It’s been two days since I last saw Roman, and not a second has ticked by without him in my thoughts. I can’t stop thinking about his demons, and if they have anything to do with whomever Eleanor is.
“Good morning.”
His hoarse voice makes me forget everything but these inexplicable feelings I’m forming for him.
“Good morning, Dr. Archibald,” Zoe singsongs, smirking at my sudden internal dilemma.
He smiles before focusing his attention on Sadie. He turns tender. “How are you feeling today?”
“Better,” she replies softly, nervously toying with her Monopoly piece.
Their exchange piques my interest as her reply reveals that she’s been unwell—a fact I wasn’t even aware of.
“Are you all right?” I ask gently, stroking her arm. She nods but lowers her eyes, giving herself away.
I peer at Ro
