Chapter 119

Back in her room, on the big, familiar bed, Evangeline—fresh from a bath and feeling utterly drained—dragged her damp hair and flopped down onto the sofa.

The sting from earlier had lessened after cleaning up, yet it still throbbed a little.

None of that seemed to matter at this moment, however.

The most crucial item on her list was… The birth control pills.

Evangeline rummaged through her bag with a jolt of urgency.

The last time she visited the clinic, worried that a single pack of pills might not cut it, she got two.

Looking back, she patted herself on the back for that smart move. Otherwise, she would be scrambling to the store for it.

As she pulled out the pillbox, her eyes caught sight of a familiar tube.

She perked up, her brow knitting in puzzlement.

Was this not the cream Walter had given her, meant for her hurt sensitive spots?

Twisting off the cap, she realized it was still sealed.

She had no interest in owing Walter any favors, not even the smallest one. Nonethel