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.

home without

all pretense, she instinctively looped her arm around Barclay's, urging

used this gesture to coax Aiken in the past, but

gazed at her and slowly remarked,

Moira remained puzzled.

her mistake, she quickly withdrew her

at a loss for words. "I'm sorry, I

How could such a dashing man be willing to be mistaken

if her earlier drunkenness

her.

"Alright."

from

departed from the hospital, an hour it had

excess energy, as Moira didn't feel as groggy when she settled into the car.

glanced at the lights outside

as the car left

over, he noticed

dark eyes, punctuating

light turned green and

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