Chapter 120
~Maverick~
Violeta winced, her fingers pressing lightly against her temple. I shrugged off the suspicion that almost took the course.
“Damn it,” she muttered under her breath.
I frowned. “What’s wrong?”
“My head. It hurts,” she admitted, closing her eyes for a brief second before shaking her head like she was trying to clear the pain away.
I went through her hospital bag and checked for some pain relief medicine.
She let out a small sigh, taking it from my hand and popping it into her mouth. “That actually helps.”
I hummed.
For a few minutes, neither of us spoke. The quiet was… nice. Not the usual tense silence I was used to.
“How’s Francesca?” I asked after a while, shifting gears.
Violeta leaned back against the couch, her eyes fluttering open. “Asleep. She’s been crying all day and is exhausted. Jane, the stay-in nurse, is watching over her.”
I nodded but didn’t say anything else. Just stared ahead, lost in thought.
“You seem off,” she finally said, cutting the silence.
I glanced at

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