Hades
"She has been sedated," Amelia assured me, "But when she wakes up, you have to be by her side."
"Alright," I said in the mouth piece before cutting the call. I let out a heavy sigh. Eve's condition had worsened and it seemed she was spiralling. Jules death hit her. Hard.
She would not eat, or bath unless I was there. Before I left the tower I bath her, dressed and fed her myself. She would not let anyone enter the room, especially Mrs Miller. Her resemblance to Jules did Eve no good.
I seemed to bounce off the walls in a haze of grief and anxiety, her eyes shadowed from the lack of sleep that I had to sedate so she could get some sleep.
Still, it gnawed endlessly at me that she might have another nightmare or worse a night terror and I would not be there to hold her and console her.
I raised my head and my skin prickled as I finally noticed Ambassador Montegue's gaze cast on me.
It was unnerving.
