Barclay scrutinized her for a moment. "Is it truly that agonizing?"

Moira hesitated, pondering the unexpected question.

Was this really about discomfort?

Turning her head away, Moira shut her eyes, feigning sleep.

Yet he remained seated so near, his presence permeated with the refreshing scent of wood, tempting her to lean closer.

Moira found herself torn between rationality and morality, finally glimpsing a ray of hope: her blood test results were finally available!

All the metrics in the report came back to normal.

Moira swiftly rose from her seat. "Mr. Covington, let's head for home!"

Home, where she could count ten thousand sheep if necessary.

"Perhaps we ought to seek the doctor's advice," he proposed.

Recalling the doctor's enigmatic stare, Moira lacked the courage to face him again.

head home without further

looped her arm around Barclay's,

gesture to coax Aiken in the past, but

Barclay gazed at her and slowly remarked,

Moira remained puzzled.

she quickly withdrew her hand as if

instantly burned hotter, and Moira stood there, momentarily at a

could such a dashing

stood there as if her earlier drunkenness had evaporated, leaving only

her. "Let's go

"Alright."

from uttering

from the hospital,

feel as groggy when she settled into the car. Instead, a wave of

glanced at the lights outside the

as the car left the

just after turning at an intersection. Glancing over, he noticed that Moira, who had just moments

dark eyes, punctuating the

his gaze away as the light turned green and smoothly

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