Lilac’s P.O.V
“It’s alright,” she smiled down at me now, taking a seat at the edge of the bed. “I’m Melody, Krimson’s business partner…but I guess you already knew that?”
I nodded my head, still trying to grasp how this woman could speak so calmly when I had just swatted her away like a bug.
“How…what happened?” I asked her instead, hoping that she would give me some kind of gist as to what had happened last night.
“You don’t remember?” She asked worriedly, once again reaching out with her hand. This time, as she took my temperature, her fingers cool on my skin, I didn’t flinch back or hit at her; but patiently waited for her to explain what was going on.
“To be honest…it best that you don’t remember.” She looked at me sympathetically. “It’s your mind’s way of protecting you from the
