Chapter 233

By the time Bellatrix returned home, Charlie had already been tucked into his bed. Elise stood by his side and when she saw her walk in, she smiled softly. “You're home quite late.” She flashed her a smile that seemed far too strained as she stopped by her side. “Did he find his meds?” She asked. Elise nodded. “They were in the wrong patch of his bag.” Her eyes turned extra soft as they landed on the sleeping child again. “He took them like a champ.” Bellatrix chuckled silently. It wasn't the first time Charlie was receiving such a compliment. Just like her, taking medicines had become part of his daily routine. He needed them to survive until she found a suitable donor for him. “What's wrong with him?” Elise asked, voice nearly a whisper, as if she were scared of asking the question and getting an answer that would break her heart. “Bubble boy disease,” Bellatrix muttered. “He was born too young,” she inhaled deeply through her lips, the cold air did little to soothe the unease in her