Chapter 13

Gwen's POV

I was taken aback by Blake's question as I stared at him in utter confusion. Why would he say such a thing? How does my fainting have anything to do with killing him?

“Blake, what do you mean by that? I didn't even know when I fainted or why I fainted even though Nora said it was a result of stress and I should rest! I literally don't know what you mean,” I asked him, concerned and confused etched across my face.

But instead of answering my question, he inhaled sharply and loudly which caused his shoulder to rise and fall with the deep breath he took. He just shook his head at me before standing up from where he was seated.

“I will never try to kill you as you have only been the kindest person I have come across in my whole twenty plus years on earth,” I said to him, trying to answer to the best of my knowledge. Why would he think I was to kill him? That's absurd, isn't it?

“Don't worry about what I said, it is not of any importance!” He said with a soothing yet distant voi