CHAPTER EIGHTY

FIVE WEEKS LATER

Tori’s POV.

“I swear, I’ll kill him if he tries to bring a spoon near me to feed me.” I hissed through my teeth.

Thea chuckled beside me as she got the bath ready for me. I’d come back from the hospital and Kol had been treating me like I was made of glass, carrying me everywhere, spoon-feeding me, tucking me in bed.

I was tired and he was slowly getting on my nerves. I’d thrown a fit when he’d demanded that I let him feed me. My arms were f*cking fine. I was fine. I still needed bed rest but I could do a few activities without groaning so loudly.

“It is so weird to see Kol like this. I think it’s best if you just let him baby you. We don’t know when he’d go back to cold - no emotions Kol.” She was right but it was getting overbearing.

I rolled my eyes at her.

“I am serious about killing him though. He won’t go beyond holding my hands though.”

“What else do you want him to do? He’s scared he might break you.” Her eyes glinted mischievously at me. I scrunched up my nos