Shortly after, Evelyn discovered a collection of medications for Jane.
Both topically and orally.
Jane accepted them with a bit of confusion, as anyone not in the know would have assumed she was gravely injured.
Abruptly, Evelyn inquired, “Madam, is your cheek a bit swollen?”
Jane touched the left side of her face, recollecting the forceful slap Jackson had struck her with earlier; it was quite severe.
“My wisdom teeth are slightly inflamed, but it’s nothing to worry about.” Jane grinned and ascended the stairs.
Upon arriving in her room, Jane took a shower before tending to her feet.
She had to prick the blisters on her feet with a needle, and that was when she realized she had forgotten to request one from Evelyn earlier.
She picked up her phone, dialed Evelyn,
