Enchanted Nightfall: Falling for Destiny

Chapter 92

Quintessa nodded, and said with a hint of gratitude in her voice. “Thanks, Doc.*

in one ear and out the other.

The doctor just shook his head, clearly sensing that his advice had gone He had Quintessa set up for an IV drip and wrote out a prescription. The nurse swiftly inserted the needle, and Manny held the IV bag. Supporting Quintessa as they made their way to a seat in the hallway.

The drip was clow and it took a full hour for the liquid to empty. But by the end, Quintessa felt that the gnawing pain in her stomach had finally subsided.

During that hour, her mind was haunted by Tyrone’s face.

She was not about to let him off the hook that easily.

Even if playing with a guy like Tyrone was out of her league, she was willing to take the risk. After all, she had nothing to lose–what was there to fear?

a gamble was what

bag was nearly empty, Manny quickly said, “It’s almost

sentence before Quintessa ripped off the tape securing the needle to the back of her hand and pulled it out herself,

Manny gasped, “Quinn!”

up, “Let’s go.”

Manny stuttered, “O–okay.”

couple of tissues, “Quinn, you should

them against the small wound. They were instantly soaked. Manny winced at the sight, but Quintessa’s face

tissues into the trash and put on her face mask; barely taking a few steps, she heard someone call her name.

“Quintessa

around, she saw the caller and smile intuitively.

face still pretty?” Jerome looked quite well, not

to Quintessa, “Was it you who deliberately had those photos taken, then gave them to Miranda to make her think the person with Zenobia was me? Did you plan all this, Quintessa? Is that

supposed to be making a fuss with him.

of work this

only herself to