EVELYN’S POV:

We went to the living room to watch a TV show together, my dad and I, but I wasn’t concentrating. Without Leonard, I felt incomplete. I’d grown so fond of him in the past few days, and now I felt a bit sick knowing he wasn’t near me. 

I felt feverish and I requested a cup of coffee, which Leonard's mom instructed one of the cooks to make for me.

Deciding to use the time for work, I excused myself from the living room.

“Do you need some help?” Leonard's mother asked as I stepped onto the staircase, her eyes drifting to my injured leg. Her voice was...