#Chapter 240: A Weakened Front

Ava “Well, that was a good show, wasn’t it?” Leonard’s grin stretched from ear to ear, mirroring the smile on Ophelia’s own face. Chris strode over to the nearby wine barrel serving as a table and picked up two glasses, filling them and handing one to me. As we clinked our glasses together, I thought back to the night that it had all began… … My heart plummeted as I stepped into the room and saw the tears streaming down Ophelia’s face, the way that her knuckles were white as she gripped Leonard’s hand. But they weren’t tears of sadness. They were tears of joy. “What’s going on?” I asked, gripping the edge of the bed frame. Dr. Foster turned to us with a small smile on her face. “I have good news. Leonard’s condition, while serious… is treatable.” I felt my knees go weak. Chris grabbed my arm to steady me as the doctor continued. “I’ve already administered a small dose of a rare medication that should help with some of his symp