#Chapter 32 Accident

“Thank you for trusting me,” Ethan said. “Do you want me to keep calling you Angel when you're in the mask?” “Yes,” I said. “I don't want anyone else to know.” “Okay,” Ethan said. The salad course arrived a few minutes later. I dug in, enjoying the crisp greens and fresh vegetables. The waiter seemed very happy that I liked the salad, and offered a second helping. When he left, I asked, “Why is everyone being so nice to me? It's a little weird.” I was most used to being ignored. I was just a half-blood. If I wasn't ignored I was bullied. Ethan sighed and leaned closer to me. His face sobered. “Tessa, most people don't know this, because we don't want to cause a panic.” “What?” I asked. “We are in desperate need of healers,” Ethan said. “What do you mean?” I asked. There were other healers. Dr. Lee said her brother was one. “Healers have always been rare,” Ethan said, “and when the Rogue attacks started, they targeted the healers.” “Why would they do that?” I