Olivia
Soon enough, it was time for my next checkup. The doctor at the hospital urged me to start attending checkups more regularly due to the food poisoning, and of course as soon as Nathan heard the doctor utter those words, he arranged for me to attend appointments twice a month.
Today, however, he was too busy with Alpha Council matters to attend my appointment. I was a bit relieved, because I had a plan.
Ever since I returned to my hometown, Angela had been bullying me like a high school girl. The last time I spoke to her was at the banquet, when she kept commenting on the food choices that I was making and was insulting my weight.
But I had seen her around town since then. I ran into her at the grocery store, the park, the pharmacy — it was as though she was everywhere, lurking a
