Clementine:
I fell asleep peacefully, and that was the surprising part. I knew that when I woke up, the chaos would begin again.
Until then, I wanted at least one night of peace.
When I started to wake up, I realized I had been right. Oriana was the reason my peace and sleep would be ruined once more.
"What is going on with you two? You’re so rude to me," she demanded.
She was speaking to someone, but I hadn’t opened my eyes yet, so I didn’t know who.
"Because you keep fucking getting in our way! Don’t you see? She’s sick and needs care!" It was Haiden, snapping at her, not in the usual tone he used before with her.
The gentle and teasing one.
"I’m hurt too, by the way, and I have a more visible injury," Oriana retorted.
Her sassy tone was hard to listen to. It sounded like she truly believed what she was saying.
"Oriana, you got punched in the face because you were doing something completely disrespectful to her. And who told you her sickness isn’t visible? She was burning with fever last night. Instead of being a good friend, sitting beside her and taking care of her, you decided to lie down, snort, and cry because you weren’t getting attention?" Troy hissed at her, surprising me.
I hadn’t expected them to hold her accountable. I thought they had become her little puppets, or maybe they actually believed she was innocent.
Either way, it reminded me that the moment I woke up and Oriana did something stupid again, they’d probably turn their backs on me.
Still, I was grateful they had taken care of me last night when I was miserable.
I remember having so many scattered thoughts, probably because of the fever.
It could have been a horrible night if they hadn’t remembered, even for a split second, that I was their mate and decided to care for me.
"So how long is she going to stay asleep while you guys take care of her?" Oriana kept pressing them, ignoring their tone and the irritation in their voices.
"Oriana, if you just stay quiet, maybe we can all avoid getting sick," Haiden argued.
He spoke to her the way he used to before he lost his mind over her, which made me a little skeptical of him again.
"So you’re doing this because you don’t want to disappoint her too? Hoping you can take us both for a ride?" As soon as she said that, the door swung open and someone barged in.
The others couldn’t respond, but her words made me wonder if she was right.
They had shifted quickly when she started giving them attention, especially when she agreed to that ridiculous sharing arrangement.
But my focus turned to the person who had just walked in.
"What’s going on here?" It was Mr. Rick’s voice.
I slowly opened my eyes. I had already heard enough of the conversation to know I didn’t want to be part of it, but with Mr. Rick, I needed to speak for myself if necessary.
"She was extremely sick last night," Haiden stated.
As I opened my eyes, I saw Mr. Rick standing beside my bed, next to Troy, staring at me with a displeased look on his face.



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