55 - To switch places?

"What? I didn't add onion to her food," Mabel panicked, fear gripping her. Her endurance deteriorated when her gaze met Loney's. It was obvious that he didn't believe her.

"Then who did? You cooked this food Mabel," Loney's tone was hard and bitter, his eyes emitted fire.

Mabel was on the blade, she froze in silence, not knowing how to defend herself in such a delicate situation. Warm liquid rolled onto her cheeks before she realized she had been crying. Awkward silence dominated the atmosphere

"I will be right back," Paul said, breaking the silence as he rushed to his room.

Loney channelled his gaze to Danica. He would deal with Mabel later. How could she forget a very important detail like this? He felt Danica's pain. She was suffering so much, he couldn't take it any longer. He pulled her close to him, she sat on his lap. He trailed his hands so gently, it was the feel of a feather, over the pale red bumps clouding her face to her neck. "Tell me, how are you feeling?" His voice