Chapter 123. That Woman Has to Go

Rose

“Where’s Eli?” I ask. Three of my four men are in my room, looking at me with furrowed brows and expressions of concern.

“He’s… taking care of a problem, little flower,” says Tristan. He sits next to me on the bed and feels my head as if I have a fever.

“I’m not sick,” I say. They’ve all been looking at me like I’m crazy ever since I’d seen that frightening woman in my room. I don’t think any of them believe me when I tell them she’s real. But she was here, standing right in front of me, her eyeballs searing into me as she threw around those wild accusations.

“We know that, little flower,” Tristan says softly.

I love the sound of his voice when he’s talking to me with love in his eyes, but I really want my men to believe me. “I wasn’t dreaming,” I say. “She was real.”

“I’m sure she seemed very real, darlin’,” says Reece, who is standing on the other side of my bed.

Mark is in the corner. I’m sure that Eli had told all o