#Chapter 67- Suspicions and Research

Fiona POV Nolan looks dead on his feet as he stands by Chloe’s bed with a tray of food. We’ve been working all night and day, digging through piles of paperwork. At one point, I fell asleep at the kitchen table and woke up to find Nolan staring at Chloe. No matter how awful she’s been to me, I hate that she’s sick like this. It’s affecting Nolan to the point of exhaustion. “Let me take care of her,” I say, moving to his side. He looks down at me bowl of soup then at me. “You really need to rest.” “No, it’s alrig—” “You look like you’re about to fall over, Nolan. Go sit down for a while until the nurse returns,” I order, pointing at the couch he had brought into Chloe’s room. Mostly, the nurse has been using it so she can stay with Chloe, but she’s on her break right now. Sighing, Nolan passes the tray to me and trudges over to the couch. While he rests, I help Chloe sit up. She’s still barely conscious and pale, but at least she’s awake now. It’s strange that she’s sudd