As You Wish
His expression darkened with frustration as he retorted, "Suit yourself."
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After putting aside the suitcase, I caught sight of my reflection in the mirror.
A polite smile curved my mouth like a mask, while exhaustion clouded my eyes. I let out a dry laugh at the reflection that looked nothing like a woman in her 20s.
I was just about to drift off to sleep when Wayne suddenly burst through the door, his eyes wide with panic.
"Lydia, Naomi burned her hand. We have to go to the hospital!"
I frowned at his words, instinctively pulling back, but he had already grabbed my wrist and dragged me out.