Chapter 63

~Frey~

“How bad is it?” I asked Bianca once we finished eating lunch. She was doing the dishes, and I was still stuck in my wheelchair.

I kept insisting that I was fine, that I was feeling better, but there were three of them who told me not to do house chores for the entire day.

Camille took an important phone call while Vaughn went to his room, and Dante disappeared in the middle of the coffee j