Chapter 24. All a Test

Hermes POV

Alan is a fucking worthless, incompetent therapist.

Because what kind of professional says something like:

“Maybe what you feel for her is more than sexual obsession.”

Tsk.

That single sentence, that stupid, careless remark, was the trigger.

The scolding, the overreaction, how I treat her... Alan put those thoughts in my head. He’s the reason this is happening.

And now she’s fucking lying in a hospital bed.

I stare at her sleeping face. My foot won’t stop tapping, like a fucking metronome counting down to nothing. The doctor still hasn’t come back. Shouldn’t someone be here by now? Shouldn’t she be awake by now?

I detest this. I detest how my chest feels tight, how my fingers keep twitching. She’s doing this to me. She crawled under my skin and now I can’t sit still.

Fuck.

None of this would’ve happened if she hadn’t… if she hadn’t leapt into my hands like some

damsel in a bad romance—because o