Se connecterI pressed my lips together, forcing a smile and hoping my nerves didn’t come through.“Understood,” I said.Without another word, he turned and walked in the opposite direction. With a tightening chest, I walked towards where Gemma was with a few other girls. They were giggling at something she was
Joanne’s POVToday was technically my first day at the clinic. Yesterday, after I saved that patient, I was shown the ropes before I was sent on my way. Today, they told me I'd be doing some actual work, and I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t excited.I was finally going to feel useful again, like I di
He lowered himself so his lips were only inches from mine. I knew I should have pulled away, told him to go to hell, and that I won’t be his mistress. But I couldn’t bring myself to do that; his scent was alluring, and the way he looked at me made my heart skip a beat.My emotions were all over the
Joanne’s POVI stepped away from him as if he had burned me, and I started to back into my room. He followed me inside and shut the door.“Who were you talking to?” I wanted to ask him why it mattered. But my lips wouldn’t form the words.“I thought Talia left something behind…” I tell him. “What
“I don’t know,” she finally said. “I think there is more to it.”When I didn’t say anything more, she let out a breath.“He cares for you, Lady Joanne. He sought me out himself and asked me to bring you a meal. Lady Vivien was not in sight. I know it might be hard to believe, but you are worth the l
Joanne’s POVMy chest ached; I ran back to my chambers as fast as I could, my heart feeling as though it was going to explode. I didn’t want Alexander and Vivien to see me cry; thankfully, the tears didn’t come until I was a great distance away.I opened the door and stepped inside, letting a sob es
Joanne’s POV George leaned over one of the cots, his face pale and glistening with exhaustion. “His fever is rising again,” he muttered, pressing a wet cloth against the soldier's chest. “I doubt he will make it through the night.” I wrung out another strip of linen and handed it to him. My fi
My cheeks flushed; once again, I felt like a child being scolded. “I—” “Come with me,” he said, turning to leave the tent without another word, and without letting me explain. I looked at the doctor whose eyes were back on the patient; he was focused on cleaning up the remaining blood. There w
Alexander pressed his lips together in a disapproving manner, and before he could part them to speak, I cut in. “I just had a feeling,” I tell them. “I don’t know how to explain it, and I certainly don’t understand it. But it was the same thing when I detected the infection. I’m not sure what’s ha
Though I didn’t like it, I knew there was no point in arguing with him. Taking my hand, he pulled me along with him. We left the small room and headed back down the corridor. This building was huge, and I suddenly had an eerie feeling. My chest tightened at the thought of being under the same roof a







