His Pretty Little Liar - The Devil’s Snare - Book 1
I blink against the brightness, and my gaze lands on the doctor from a few nights ago, his earnest eyes fixed on me as he assesses me with a quiet sterility.
"How are you feeling?" he inquires, his face adorned with a reassuring smile. The corners of his mouth lift genuinely.
"Fine," I reply, the frown I wear contradicting my words, revealing the unease lingering within me.
"Just checking up on you. You seem to be recovering quite well," he continues, his demeanour calm and professional.
"I feel fine," I murmur, my voice barely rising above a whisper, the uncertainty still gnawing at the edges of my mind.