Chapter 8 Problems

• Kaden POV
• The words rolled off of Annalise like venom itself. I could see the despair on her face, small beads of sweat beginning to form on her wide forehead. The small figure on the bed was shaking vehemently with her eyes wide open, irises rolled back to her skull. The impact on the bed was rash, and Annalise was flairing her hands in the air
• "I can't seem to stop her shaking." She muttered in exasperation, her eyes narrowing so slightly while she pulled on the woman's hands. "Please stop shaking." She whispered again.