Flora’s Guide to a Second Chance at Love and Life

Chapter 1887

Fiona flopped down onto the couch, grabbed her phone, and started up a game. Since Pearl still wasn't awake, they had some time to kill anyway-might as well take a breather while they waited.

It wasn't long before a police officer pushed open the door and found Fiona and the others hanging out in the hospital room. He went through the usual round of questions for Fiona, and after that, the room fell quiet. When another officer came by to collect the paperwork, the first cop took off his hat. That's when Fiona realized he was a guy.

Up until that moment, she'd honestly thought he was a woman.

The officer caught her surprised look and gave a small smile. "Did I scare you?"

Fiona shook her head, but she couldn't help glancing at his hands. They looked so much like a girl's-slender fingers, tiny knuckles, and skin that was almost porcelain-smooth. Nothing like any guy's hands she'd ever seen.

just surprised me, honestly. I was wondering

all. If anything, he seemed used to

he said, almost casually. "I've spent most of my life living as a girl, so I guess it just

much he'd been through people staring, judging, refusing to accept

lost interest and went back to her game. She'd barely finished a round when Nash called

phone away, shot to her feet, and hurried over to Pearl's bedside. Pearl looked paper-white her lips drained of color. With that wound on her back, she could barely move. Every tiny shift

you tell me what happened when you got hurt?" the male officer asked, standing beside her with a notepad and pen-though Fiona

story matched what Fiona and the others had already said no

her statement,

Pearl in the room. Fiona took out the hidden knife and set it on the nightstand. Tyler stood at the door,