Twenty Four

LAURA

“How are you feeling now?” Rhett asked.

Killian stood there and watched while Rhetto and I talked.

“I'm feeling good,” I said plainly. “I feel well but I don't want to go to the party.”

“You'd have to, it's your welcoming party,” he continued. “This shows that everyone cares about you, and I'll personally join in putting up the decorations for the party.”

Killian left the room after angrily watching Rhett and I talk. “Help me sit up,” I said In pain.

Rhett held my right hand and helped me up. My left hand was badly injured from the stab of the knife. Rhett took a pillow and placed it on my back and adjueted me to the bed rest.

“I feel too weak to go to the party,” I said.

“Trust me, you'll feel better,” he assured. “There's still time before the party begins. Just rest and take a nap, you'll feel better after resting.”

He rose up and waved me goodbye before he left.

I felt dizzy again and fell asleep.

I woke up and freshened up. Killian came to pick me up for the party. We go