Neurotoxicity Crisis? So it's not water then, but what is it? “What does it mean, Doctor Louis?” I ask again, my mind reeling with questions.Doctor Louis straightens his glasses, his voice in a hushed tone, he says “Elodie, this is a highly illicit drug, an experimental one” Doctor Louis's words hang in the air as the soft gasp escapes my lips. Illegal? Doctor Louis nods solemnly as if reading my thoughts. “I don't understand,” I admit, confusion swirling within me. Why will an illegal substance be in Kendrick's room? “There isn't a proper name for it yet, or at least I haven't been updated," Doctor Louis explains, "but we all call it The Special Medicine” Doctor Louis's words incite my curiosity. “What is it for?” I ask“There were rumors that the Special Medicine was a substance that could cure any hormonal disease,” Doctor Louis says, his voice raw with doubt. He pauses a bit, collecting his thoughts before continuing, “But in reality, the reverse is the case. The drug disrupt
A small frown appears on my face, did the doctors leave this behind? No, the sedative Kendrick was given wasn't colorless.Hmm, the more I stare, the more my curiosity piques. ‘This can't be water, right?’ I ask inwardly. Even if it is a drug, what are the possibilities that Kendrick is doing drugs in secret? My gut tingles with an uneasy feeling and I bite down on my lower lip. Instantly, an image of Doctor Louis flashes into my mind. Being a specialist, he can be able to tell me whether or not this is a drug and if I should be worried or not. I walk down the stairs slowly, contemplating whether or not having the syringe tested is a good idea. The tip of my ears tingle, and the silence is abruptly shattered by the sudden sound of hurried footsteps behind me. I attempt to glance over my shoulder but Zoey darts past me, knocking me off balance as she speeds down the stairs, a bag strapped to her back. She doesn't acknowledge me.I quickly grasp onto the handrail, supporting my almos
I slowly regain consciousness, my senses scattered and muddled. The back of my head throbs greatly with a sharp, pulsing pain as I struggle to open my eyes. “Elodie… Elodie?” Luke's voice echoes in my head faintly. I squint, my mind in a daze, my eyes trying to adjust to the bright light.“What's going on?” I mutter, my voice barely above a whisper. Why does my head hurt so much? “Elodie, can you hear me?” Luke calls out again and I force my gaze towards him, my vision blurry. Wait, am I in his arms? I can feel the cold tile against my legs, but in contrast, I feel the warmth coming from Luke.Still dazy, my vision slowly clears and Luke's worried eyes lock onto mine. Disorientation sets in, and I think I might be hearing muffled grunts or whispers; I don't know, I can't tell. My mind reels as I try to focus on the sound but my head throbs further. What exactly is happening? I ask inwardly, blinking repeatedly, trying to clear my impaired vision. Suddenly, my daze disappears as th
Come to think of it, Luke is exactly my type of man. He's kind, handsome, gentle with his words, has a tender gaze that flutters my heart with each stare, thin kissable lips, he is soft yet firm.Luke is all this and more.I frown as an image of Kristen runs through my mind. I shake my head, emptying my thoughts of him, he's my past now.I help Kendrick tuck in and as I turn to leave, he grabs my wrist firmly, his grip sending a jolt of surprise through me. My eyes widen, and memories of early this morning come rushing back.I start to panic, what have I done now? My brows crease, waiting for his next move. Surprisingly, he places my hand, palm spread, on his chest.I blink, confused by this."Do you feel it?" He asks with a straight face. I tilt my head, unsure of what he's referring to. All I sense is the steady rhythm of his heart beneath my palm. I shake my head slowly in response."Even though we're husband and wife, Elodie, I feel nothing for you," he says, and I frown.Kendrick
I certainly wasn't expecting Kendrick to accept that I'm his wife so soon. Better still, I feel proud. I avert my eyes from Kendrick to Rose and the red-haired woman. I'm taken aback by their surprised looks.It's almost like their faces were saying that they'd never seen him looking clean. Well, It's all thanks to me.The red-haired woman's face turns to a scowl, and she leans into Rose's ear. "Ooh, she's the woman your father-in-law brought as a wife for your mentally deranged son," she whispers loud enough for me, and possibly Kendrick, to hear.Rose nudges her and protests in a whisper "He's not my son"Her statement makes me frown but I brush it off."Elodie," Kendrick calls, and I turn to face him. He walks up to me and says, "I'm clean now." he looks like he's expecting a reward.I would pat his hair but he's taller than me. I straighten his collar. His clothes are still rumpled, but they're clean. He looks more like a growing child instead of an adult.A maid walks in. "Dinner
The impact of the slap sends shockwaves through my face. I reel backward, my eyes widening in shock, locked onto hers.A mix of surprise and embarrassment swirls inside me. What…just…happened? My cheek is still stinging from the force of Zoey's slap.Her glaring eyes size me. "Classless women have no shame," she spits, her voice laced with irritation. "First, you married poor brother Kendrick for money, but that's not enough; you're here in Brother Luke's room to seduce him. How dare you?"I blink, my mind still struggling to process what's happening. How does Zoey know I'm married to her brother? And what makes her think she can jump to silly conclusions and accuse me?I take subtle breaths, calming my agitated nerves. Retaliation will only lead to difficulty; Violence is never the answer.I calmly say "You're mistaken, Zoey, I'm not-""How dare you utter my name with your filthy mouth?" she slaps my right cheek with another equally resonating force.I purse my lips. The stinging pai