Lina's POV
"It really takes Great-Grandma!"
Chloe dropped into the chair beside my hospital bed, cradling a cup of milk tea like it was a trophy. She waved it under my nose, grinning, clearly trying to tempt me into a sip.
So I humored her. One small mouthful.
And then my stomach turned itself inside out.
I gagged, clapping a hand over my mouth, barely making it before my whole body rebelled.
"That's from the new shop in Ravenport!" Chloe yelped, scandalized.
"Their headquarters back in the capital is insanely popular—people line up for hours! And you threw up? If the owner found out, he'd cough up three liters of blood!"
I grabbed the glass of water off my tray and drank half of it down, chasing away the nausea clawing up my throat.
When I finally trusted my v
