"Nothing at all. Now tell me what you need to say, and right after that, we’ll go get the answers from Emmet." He said, smoothly changing the fucking subject.

Well, here goes nothing…

Ten minutes later, I had finally finished telling him everything, from when I first started coughing up blood to trying to heal myself. How Jackie tried to help… and how nothing worked, and I was ready to die. I didn’t delay in telling him what Dante had said since the man looked completely devastated.

"And not once did you think to tell me?" He asked quietly, walking around the counter.

I frowned slightly. "I didn’t want anyone’s...