Counterback of the Despised Luna by Diana West

Chapter 444 Mom Is Sick

Rosaline’s POV:

+8 Pearls

It had been days since I last checked on Yura, and I couldn’t shake the feeling that something was wrong. So, I made my way to the hotel where she was staying.

Yura hadn’t returned to her apartment for days, choosing instead to rent a room at a hotel. When she saw me at the door, she looked surprised.

After letting me in, I sat casually on the edge of the bed, watching my best friend with concern. “You’ve been staying here this whole time? When are you planning to go home?”

What had happened between her and Ryan that night was something she couldn’t seem to move past. But hiding away in a hotel wasn’t a long–term solution.

Yura silently shook her head. The past few days had taken a toll on her; she looked exhausted, completely drained.

She sat beside me, staring down at her hands, her fingers trembling slightly. After a long pause, she finally asked, “Timothy … How is he doing?”

I sighed. I hadn’t wanted to bring up anything that might upset her, but since she asked, I answered honestly. “Hughie has been treating him these past few days. He isn’t resisting like he used to–in fact, he’s cooperating more and even talks to Hughie occasionally. His mood seems better.”

“Really?” A faint smile touched Yura’s lips, a sign of relief washing over her. “That’s good to hear. And thank you for everything.”

Her reaction made my heart ache. I reached out, giving her shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “Don’t mention it; it’s what best friends are for. Of course, I’d help take care of him for you. Oh, by the way, his right leg is getting better after the witch’s stone treatment. He can even take a few steps now. Hughie says moving around will help his recovery.”

hand in hers, her voice almost pleading.

sense of

she seemed like a shadow of her former self.

said with a nod,

After only a few steps, she stopped, chewing her

he wasn’t cooperating with his

said anything, but I had a feeling he was

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2:45 pm

Mom

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head and saying, “He won’t. You two have already talked things through. He

but Yura sat stiffly in her seat, her brows

phone

at the screen, and took a deep breath before

feeling well. Can

Don’t worry, I’ll book the next

and turned to her,

can’t see Timothy now. Can you drive me to the airport? I need

there.” I made a sharp U–turn and sped