~ Druscilla ~
"I promise you I am fine," Avery said, her voice weak but trying to sound steady, like she was convincing herself more than me.
I shook my head, my heart pounding a little too hard in my chest. The faint smell of antiseptic mixed with the lingering coffee from the cafe we'd just left, turning my stomach. "No, Avery. Don't tell me that," I replied, worry sharpening my tone like a knife's edge.
I'd found her hunched over the toilet in that dingy restroom, retching like her body was rejecting everything inside it. The sound of her heaving had echoed off the tiled walls, sending a jolt of fear through me.
"It's nothing serious, Dru," she frowned, her brows knitting together as she tugged at the ribbon in her hair, letting the blonde waves tumble down her shoulders in a messy
