A Tainted Gift

Cora.

I stared down at the flowers absently. He lowered himself onto the chair Ronan had just vacated, his eyes scanning my body.

“How do you feel?”

I expelled a soft sigh. “I’ll be fine.”

He went silent. I fiddled with the flowers, feeling his eyes peer into me. He was acting strange. I half expected him to start saying things to try to hurt me like he usually did, but when he spoke, it was about