13. Do I forgive him?

I still want you, I do. But with every beat my heart reminds me of the pain you caused it. ~ A. Gupta

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VIOLET

THE Doctor looked at Cole, who had somehow turned paler than before and turned to me as he said, “He needs to get out of these wet clothes.”

Eyes wide, I looked at the doctor then turned to Mad who shrugged at me and said, “I guess fever and wet clothes doesn’t pair together.” I licked my dry lips and blinked at him. He nudged me toward my bed and said, “The doctor will help you. I’ll take out the soup Bree sent for him.” And then he left me.

The doctor looked at me expectantly and I swallowed before giving a determined nod to myself. Of course, I can do it. I have seen him nakéd before. It wasn’t like I didn't know how mouth-watering his body was. Shît. Vi, get a grip. You can’t lust after a man who’s lying sick in your bed. He is in my bed! I closed my eyes, I think I will need another appointment with my therapist and ask her if it was really necessary to talk to myself be