Chapter 57

Francis’s POV

I’m standing in front of my brother without moving, and he doesn’t move either. I think he’s noticed my red eyes and the way I’m nervously scratching my arms, unable to stay still. Anxiety is probably consuming me, and I won’t deny it; it’s a terrible feeling. I never thought it would come to this point. On the plane, I had a fever, felt nauseous, and had to take a pill to avoid dying in the process. After that severe episode, I decided to call Mérida.

I never thought I would have to turn to her. I mean, is my brother’s crazy fiancée going to help me? Initially, I thought it was a terrible idea until I experienced a severe bout of anxiety. I didn’t hesitate to call her.

Mérida explained that going to William was fine, that if I needed to get high one last time, I should do it without fear. But she also told me to mentally prepare for everything that would happen once I got off the plane. She said William could react in two different ways: eith