Chapter 463

This medication was supposed to help balance her nerves after returning from Norway.

As Sylvia popped a pill into her mouth, Chris Lennon's words echoed in her head: "Take these only if you really have to."

With a sigh, she put the bottle back down and reached for her phone instead.

She didn't expect the first post she saw would be from Reese.

Reese had her hair up in a messy bun, with damp strands clinging to her cheeks. Clearly, she'd just stepped out of the shower. What really caught Sylvia's attention, though, was the oversized flannel pajama top Reese was wearing- Rupert's pajama top.

"Do I look like a kid sneaking into a grown-up's closet? LOL," Reese had captioned it, grinning blissfully at the camera.

But Sylvia only felt her skin flush hot, because she remembered wearing that same shirt not so long ago.

Suddenly, she shot up from bed and began scrubbing at her arms, neck, and chest-anywhere that shirt had touched—until her skin burned and stung, until angry red marks and even blood appeared beneath her fingernails.

Only when the pain became unbearable did she stop, staring blankly at her hands, blood seeping between her fingers.

Without hesitation, she swallowed the pill, pulled the covers up over her head, and curled into a ball.

She didn't know how much time had passed before the medication finally dragged her into sleep.

The next morning, Sylvia woke up to sharp pain. One look in the mirror told her the wounds from last night weren't healing-they looked even worse.

after all, and scars in such obvious

an appointment and headed to

doctor prescribed her an antibiotic ointment

was leaving, she ran right

doing here?" he

she replied,

to do with

but Chris caught up to

to your neck? Did you

did

fixed her collar after the doctor's exam. Flustered, she pulled it up "Just scratched myself by accident. I've got to

stepped in front of her, his tone serious. "How

about," Sylvia said,

she looked away, he grabbed

when he saw the fresh, crisscrossed wounds on her

me, Sylvia. What's going

sleeve down, and met

told you, I'm fine. What,

to go tell

please don't do this," Chris said gently,

why I'm like this, don't we? I bet you already got the invite,

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