[Diego’s POV]
“Quit being absurd.”
As I speak, the woman’s eyes come to rest on me as she gives me a look of confusion. Even this new look causes that strange stirring to erupt, but before it can grow, I tear my gaze away.
“Right, I’m crazy,” Chanel cackles, not missing the moment. “And since you’re here, I think that Anthrose and I will take our leave.”
“Where are you going?” I ask as Chanel wraps her arms around Anthrose’s. “Didn’t you bring him here because he needs treatment?”
“Of course not,” Chanel responds. “I brought him here so he could properly thank dear Rosalie. If it wasn’t for her helping him, he would most certainly end up like the rest.”
At her words, the woman flinches, and I realize that she isn’t aware of the fate of the infected. Since she was stuck in this place,
