A Three Month Charade

"What do you want to talk about?" Chloe asked.

The stark white hospital lights cast an even paler pallor on Chloe's face.

Her face was gaunt and slightly hollow, making her eyes appear unnaturally large. Her gaze was a void, locked with unsettling precision on Desmond as he walked back in.

Hearing his businesslike tone, Chloe gave a sad smile. "Do you really hate me that much?"

Desmond didn't say