Hannah's POV
The next morning...
“Why is it, that even after you wake up, you still look like you’ve been drug to hell and back?” Joseph demanded as he leaned against the headboard of my bed. I had just come out of the bathroom. My head was pounding which was a normal occurrence these days. The only thing that was able to keep it at bay was the concoction I drank every morning of powdered flower essence mixed with water. Usually, I took the concoction first thing in the morning but I was a little wary of taking it in front of Joseph. He would definitely ask questions and finding out that the medicine was preventing an impending stroke or potential damage to my brain might not sit well with him.
Shrugging my shoulders, I rubbed my eyes tiredly. All the cold water in the world was unabl
