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?

was what Quintessa did

Manny quickly said, “It’s

finish his sentence before Quintessa ripped off the tape securing the needle to the back of her hand and pulled it out herself, blood oozing from the puncture

Manny gasped, “Quinn!”

stood up,

Manny stuttered, “O–okay.”

of tissues, “Quinn, you should wipe the blood off.”

took the tissues and pressed them against the small wound. They were instantly soaked. Manny winced at the sight, but Quintessa’s

into the trash and put on her face mask; barely taking a

“Quintessa

the

here. Oh, that’s right, you’re here to see Ms. Abbott, aren’t you? How’s your little fling? Her face still pretty?” Jerome looked quite well, not the least bit ill. It had been a week

Miranda to make her think the person with Zenobia was me? Did you plan

and Miranda was supposed to be making a

piece of work

Miranda had only herself to blame for