Chapter 168 - Book Gift
- Fiona
- I groan, squeezing my eyes closed as the nausea rolls through my body.
- “Okay, that’s it,” Isla says, the bite in her tone making me open my eyes. She stomps over and helps me up off the floor, shouldering most of my weight. “It’s been two days, and I can’t watch you waste away like this any longer. You’re not getting any better, and you can’t keep any food down.”