-Hunter-
“Can someone get this thing away from me?” I asked.
That stupid cat was worse than Elijah and Angela. Those two had been cuddling me and wrapping me in blankets for three days, and the damn beast wouldn’t leave me alone either. She constantly sprawled on top of me, purring and demanding that I pet her. If I didn’t, she would start meowing insistently, as if to tell me I’d better get back to it. It was hell.
“But you two are so cute together!” Angela exclaimed, smiling as she jumped down beside me on the bed.
“Cute?”
She laughed and nodded, causing me to roll my eyes. So far, it seemed like I was cured. The doctor had checked me, and everything. It was hard to believe, but whatever Hope had done had worked. I still couldn’t wrap my head around the fact that Spirituals were act
