His Favorite, Not Hers

In the afternoon, Mallory was being discharged from the hospital.

She stood at the door on purpose, speaking loudly, "Gideon, you came to pick me up."

It was obviously meant for Cordelia to hear.

Cordelia leaned against the hospital bed, looking at the sketchbook in her hand, without even lifting her head.

"Let Declan take you home," Gideon sidestepped Mallory, entered the ward, and closed the doo