Charlotte’s POV
The suite was quiet by the time we got back. Kieran followed me back to the hotel, but neither of us spoke the entire time, aside from the brief moments it took for him to explain Nora’s illness. Food poisoning, he said.
I found that to be odd. Nora and I had eaten the same things yesterday and I felt fine. But to be fair, she had the stomach of a child, more sensitive than an adult’s.
Sophia opened the door before we had a chance to unlock it. Her lips parted.
“Kier—Oh.” She stepepd back, letting me enter. “You’re back, too.”
I didn’t have the energy left to make a biting comment, so I just brushed past her and walked into Nora’s room.
She had stopped vomiting, apparently, and was sitting up in the bed with the sea turtle in her lap, the covers push
