"I told you it is unnecessary to call the doctor, Mr. Preston." His unwanted guest said as she gently tended to the red hives on her arms and hands.
"It is nothing serious." She acted like the itchiness in her skin did not bother her.
However, he could tell she was only distracting herself as she subtly scratched her skin. He thought she would feel relieved as soon as the medication took effect. However, it had some side effects.
"Call me, Tristan. Can I call you Abi? Is that short for Abigail?" He could not help but wonder. Seemingly, she knew him, but he still had no clue who she was.
She claimed to be Andy's friend, but he still felt something odd about her. It was as if she had something hiding from him.
He reached out to look at her rashes, but she quickly snatched her hand away. Then, she immediately stepped back, avoiding him as if he had the plague.
The nerve of this woman.
