#Chapter 166: The Final Test

Ella’s POV The library was quiet that night. Lucien had finally fallen asleep after fussing for the better part of an hour. Afterwards, I had slipped into the library, just as I had every night for the past week, where I curled up in a corner with a stack of books and a pot of very strong coffee to keep myself awake. Most of them were useless, of course. It had been a week since Liam had gotten sick, and I wasn’t any closer to finding any information at all on this strange curse, let alone a cure for it. My hopes were beginning to diminish, just as my mother had warned me would happen. But I wouldn’t give up. Not yet. Not when my best friend was currently withering away in a hospital. “Burning the midnight oil?” I slammed the book shut and shoved it under the others so fast that the stack toppled over with a thud against the carpeted floor. I looked up to see Alexander standing at the end of the row of shelves, still dressed in his suit and tie from a post