Chapter 89 Rumors Of A Fight

• By the next morning, the drug had worked its way through my system and I felt like my old self again. I went down to breakfast, where I was reunited with Elva, who had stayed with Susie the night before by order of Nicholas.
• I was grateful for his foresight. Mortified as I was by my actions and sounds, I was at least spared the embarrassment of explaining any of this to Mark or the nanny myself. Or worse still, to Elva.
• A thought so stomach-churning, I dared not even think of it.