“So, as you can see, it doesn’t look like there was any damage to your primary reproductive system when the witch removed your halo.” Eric smiled at her as he pointed out a section of the medical report he was showing her.
Her lips parted, a flush building in her cheeks and she looked up at him, trying to hide her stricken expression. He watched her intently and then his hand covered hers, clutched tightly around the edge of the pad.
“You can’t read it. Can you?” he asked gently.
“Of course I can. It’s just—” She started in indignation and then sighed. He knew already. She knew he knew. It was in his eyes. In the way he looked at her. Not judgmental like she’d expected but understanding.
“No. I never learned. I was too busy staying out of my mother’s way to concentrate much on educatio
