#Chapter 121: Grievances

Olivia Nathan and I waited for what felt like hours. More than once, we considered leaving, allowing Alvin to have the space to discover his newly formed hand on his own without an audience. But ultimately, we decided that it was best to stay with our friend. After a long time, Alvin’s eyelids finally fluttered open, revealing a mixture of confusion and anger. Nathan and I, still standing by the bedside, instinctively took a step back. Nathan put his arm out in front of me as a shield. “What did you do to me?” Alvin rasped, his gaze darting between us. He struggled to push himself up onto his elbows, still weak from the potion that I gave him. “You… You poisoned me.” “Not poisoned,” Nathan said, shaking his head. “We just needed to put you to sleep for a little while. I’m sorry, Alvin, but you’ll understand why if you just—” Alvin’s eyes, filled with betrayal, narrowed and fixed themselves on Nathan. “It was you who snuck into my house the other day, wasn’t it?” he