A green pulsating radiance sparkled in the peridot stone, welcoming Ari as she sat down on the bed. “Hi Adrian,” she breathed, reaching out to touch that little piece of him that was left. Like before, it was warm and hummed under her caress. “Your uncle wants me to go.” The knot in her stomach tightened, growing more nauseous with each ticking second. “Promise me you’ll fight this. Promise me you’ll live.” She begged the flickering stone.
Would they even tell her if he survived?
Link and Audrey had left her alone with Adrian, saying they had to get more ingredients to recreate the elixir and also set-up a driver to take her home. Even though the saline pouches that hovered above Adrian’s head had plenty of the potion left, and a driver would be a simple phone call, with the
