“What a weirdo,” Abigail murmured.
She hobbled down the hallway toward a pair of doors that, she hoped, led outside. The fresh air that she had gotten earlier on the balcony hadn’t been nearly enough for her. Abigail pushed the door open and found herself on a large stone patio that overlooked a beautiful rose garden. She glanced back up at the castle.
“Just how am I going to pull this off?” she wondered aloud.
His condition wasn’t as bad as she had initially thought. In the past, Abigail had dealt with patients much worse. However, convincing that man and his mother of her assessment was going to be the biggest pain in her ass. Abigail groaned as she ambled around the garden. She was fully aware that the biggest issue here was not necessarily his condition. Rather, it was his unwilling
