Chapter Ninety-One

Reese’s POV

Things returned to normal two days later, semi-normal if she had to be honest. Troy had kept her in bed for the whole weekend but she finally put her foot down that morning. She had work to do and Troy had to make a decision about Amber.

Reese spent her morning in the lab with Russo and she was surprised at how helpful he’d become. He remembered everything she taught him and within a week Russo was paring and preparing slides for her to examine, tincturing extracts and keeping adequate notes.

The lab was quiet, peaceful and Reese was in her element. She loved the work and Russo proved to be an asset rather than a hindrance. He’d interrupt her every hour and make her sit down and put her feet up and drink water.

In some ways, he was worse than Troy, hovering and looking intently at her as she ate. Russo had turned into a gentle giant and she loved him for it, but he was starting to get on her nerves. She wasn’t helpless and he was treating her like she’d break.

“How’s Tammy