Chapter 60

Charisse, like she'd done this a hundred times, pulled out two pills from a half-opened medicine box. Elliot glanced at the small box—stuffed with meds, half of them already opened. "You collecting pills or something now?" Back when they were younger, her health was great. Sure, she'd catch a cold sometimes, but nothing serious. "Been a few years... didn't really take care of myself." She hadn't boiled water the day before, the kettle sat empty. With no other option, Charisse just tossed the pills into her mouth dry. Elliot frowned, took a couple steps toward her. "You—" But she'd already swallowed them. She looked up at him, blankly. "What?" He let out a deep sigh. "We're going to the hospital." "No need, I already took my meds. I'll be fine tomorrow." Her casual tone made something in him snap. "Almost 103 fever and you think two pills will fix that? Go get dressed, we're leaving." "Really, it's not that big of a deal—" Elliot yanked her jacket down from the stand and tossed it at he