Wade's pov

"Blake?" Miranda called out from her room

I ignored her as I tended to Beatrice. I heard the heavy footsteps on the stairs before the little gasp.

"Beatrice?" She yelled and rushed downstairs, almost pushing me to the side. I held my balance and watched her try to smother Beatrice in the name of checking her.

"My God, what did Blake do to you?" She asked,

I rolled my eyes but chose not to say anything to her. She wanted a reaction out of me but I wasn't going to give her one.

I dropped the glass I was holding and made to go upstairs when her nasal...