Chapter 301

Chapter 301

Elsa

I stared at the cake in my hand, wondering if I should pack it for later. My stomach still anything made me queasy. The doctor had lectured me about my “severely malnourished state,” as if I’d deliberately been starving

hollow, but the thought of eating myself rather than simply forgetting to eat while juggling a new job and my mother’s illness.

“Fuck this,” I muttered under my breath, my fingers trembling slightly with lingering weakness. With a heavy sigly, I wrapped thecake in a napkin and tucked it into my purse. Better to have it on hand than face Drake’s judgmental stare if my stomach growled later.

Speaking of the devil, Drake stood impatiently by the hospital room door, his broad shoulders filling the frame as he checked his watch for the third time in as many minutes. His jaw ticked with barely contained irritation. The discharge papers were signed, and there was no legitimate reason for me to stall any longer, though god knows I wanted to.

Are you planning to make that bed your permanent residence?” Drake’s voice carried that familiar edge of authority that spine stiffen and my teeth clench.