Chapter 298

"How'd you end up sick?" Wayne asked as he stepped in, holding a bouquet of flowers, his face etched with worry.

I suddenly felt awkward lying down now that he was here, so I grabbed the bed railing, trying to sit up. But Wayne gently pushed me back down. "You don't have to get up."

"I'm fine," I protested, still struggling to sit up.

With Hayden, lying down didn't feel weird or uncomfortable. I guess that's why he felt different from other guys.

Wayne's eyes stayed locked on mine. "Seriously, what happened?"

How was I supposed to explain that I'd spiraled after learning more about my parents? It wasn't like I couldn't say it—I just didn't want to.

Lately, I'd gotten so used to shrugging things off, keeping it all in. Easier that way.

"Just low blood sugar. I fainted," I lied.

Wayne didn't look convinced, his eyes scanning my face like he was trying to read my mind. Before he could start asking more questions, I cut him off. "So, what did you want to tell me?"

His mouth opened