“Wait, it’s not what you think!” I shout as I stumble.
Ethan catches me with one arm effortlessly and his smirk turns into a full out grin. “Really? Because from here it looks like I’ve caught you maneuvering on your own.”
I pull away from him and hobble to my bed. “Let me guess, this is the part where you out me?”
He laughed. “No this is the part where you tell me the truth about how much you’ve been able to do.”
I sigh. “I can walk, not perfectly, but a lot better. My hand is still not great, but I feel that it’s slowly healing, and my ribs don’t hurt as much as they did.”
“You little faker,” he repeats, and I roll my eyes. “That’s great progress, Karin, seriously. Does that mean that you and Ada are no longer at odds?”
“What? How do you know about that?”
He lifts the folder in h
