Chapter 90

EVELYN'S POV "Guys I'm tired, can't I go back to bed?" I whined for the second time, as I limped slowly down the stairs with Gianna helping me along. I was currently wearing a clean pair of pyjamas with freshly washed hair which I had never been more grateful for. God, clean was nice. But I was tired. Tired as hell. "You're the one who kept complaining about wanting to come downstairs." Gianna replied, as we reached the bottom steps with the front door directly in front of us a few meters away. I nodded, "Yeah, but that was before I realised how bloody far away downstairs is. Why didn't anyone tell me?" "Oh, shut up." Levi called, as she walked by us from the kitchen and into the living-room. I gaped in mock shock as I was helped into the sitting room where the TV was on and fireplace burning. "I thought you were the doctor here." "Exactly, and as your doctor I'm telling you to shut