Chapter 8

Nora

I blinked, my eyes still fixed on the screen as I read the content of the message.

"Is there a problem, Nora?" I hear Klaus say, his voice pulling me from my dazed state as I glanced up at him. I shook my head slightly and stuttered, "Not at all."

He narrowed his eyes in disbelief, "Are you sure?"

I cleared my throat in a bid to get a little composure. "I am fine, Klaus."

Averting my gaze to the bed where his father lay, I answered his earlier question, using that as an escape route from the uncomfortable discussion, that was rearing it's head. "Although it won't be easy, I will do my very best to see that your father gets cured, knowing what is at stake." I heaved a sigh and turned around to face him.

"I would start treatment on him as soon as possible, but first I need to get settled in and fetch some things that I would be needing for his treatment."

He nodded in response. "That would be fine. I would show you to the guest room," he said boldly, walking towards the door.