CH. TWENTY TWO- DOES SHE CARE?

LEO'S POV

Of course, I hate Rachel, but I’d rather be in the same room with her than with Helen.

For the past few weeks, I haven’t rested well, and after what happened yesterday in the forest, it’s been nothing but a headache. I really need to get some proper rest once we leave this castle.

I told myself this as I slowly opened my eyes. I turned to see if Rachel was in the room, but she was nowhere to be found.

Then the door opened gently, and there she was, peeking in to see if I was awake.

“Thank goodness, you’re awake,” she said, approaching the bed.

“If you feel you can stand up, then I need you to get ready because it’s almost time for the ball dance,” she said, and I ignored her.

I always ignore her when I have no interest in picking a fight. She had this look in her eyes, as if she wanted to ask, “Are you feeling better?” but I knew she wouldn’t actually say it.

Why was I even expecting her to ask?

I sat up and slowly got out of bed while she watched my every move.

Of course, I’