Eleanor:
I sat on the edge of the bed in the infirmary as I took a deep and slow breath, trying to process what just happened between Liana and me.
The way she looked at me, her questions, and even her glares— all that played in my head, and I couldn’t help but feel somewhat anxious about her suspecting anything about me.
It couldn’t be possible that she was, right?
The doctor left a while ago, giving me the privacy to rest while the two nurses stayed behind to ensure 'supervise' me in case I needed anything.
My heart raced with each second that passed as I processed the fact that I had left the house, and not only that, but the idea of something happening to lead Elton here was much scarier than anything I could think of. If anything, the last thing I would want to deal with was an angry Elton. I could barely take him when he was in his normal state.
I ran my fingers through my hair and took a deep breath. He wouldn’t think that I was here; I am sure of it. The man wouldn’t believe that I would come to the enemy; hell, I doubted that he would consider me knowing about him to begin with.
“Do you want to drink anything?” one of the nurses asked, and I couldn’t help but jump as I didn’t expect anyone to be speaking to me. The woman’s eyes widened in surprise, and she took a step back, not wanting to frighten me, but I shook my head, not wanting her to feel wary about it. If anything, I was thankful for her kind gesture.