When I opened my eyes again, all I saw was blinding white, and my nose was filled with the sharp smell of antiseptic.An IV dripped into the back of my hand, but it couldn't fully soothe the burning, itchy hives still lingering on my skin. "Valerie! You're awake!"Wyatt, who had been guarding my bedside, shot up and grabbed my hand.His eyes were bloodshot, and dark stubble covered his jaw. He looked like an absolute wreck."The healer said we got you here just in time. You're out of danger. Thank the Goddess..." I glared at him coldly and tried to pull my hand back, but he held on tight."Valerie, please, listen to me," Wyatt pleaded, his tone desperate and guilty. "Harper really didn't do it on purpose. She just wanted to make peace. She had no idea you were deathly allergic to lilies. I already yelled at her. Please don't hold it against her, okay?"Looking at his eager face trying to defend Harper, my stomach churned with nausea."She didn't know?" I gazed straight into his eyes.
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