Mouthful after mouthful of blood was hacked into her palm.

Angeline stared at the pool of blood in her hands with questioning eyes.

What was happening to her?

Jay heard her heavy coughs, every sputter tightening the clench in his chest.

He turned around and wheeled himself over toward her.

The sight of bright red on her pale hands had his sharp pupils contracting. "Go back and lie down, Angeline Severe," he ordered.

Angeline's eyes blurred, and Jay split into numerous replicas before her. She knew her eyes must have gone weird.

She staggered forward. She tried to avoid him but somehow ended up touching his face with her outstretched hands that were groping the air in front of her. She speedily retracted her hand. "Sorry."

His pupils contracted as he took in her behavior. Jay raised his arm slowly and waved it in front of her eyes.

As if fixated on something, Angeline's eyes did not

focus.

the wheelchair. "People, have

to stay here. I want to go home."

arms as

Angeline broke out of their grip like a

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at him. Angeline rubbed her eyes

or if he did indeed look sunken. Jay's angular face seemed to have slimmed a considerable amount, giving his dignified attractive appearance an extra

appearance that

when you feel

trivial matters. You can have anyone send me home and I'd still be

to the bed. The doctor arrived in n o time

her, the aromatherapy lulling Angeline's

asleep did Jay exit the makeshift hospital room. He was met with the sight

spared her a cold

get out after you used me. This is what I get for helping you from the goodness of my

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"What's so good about that

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