[Evelyn’s POV]
Fucking what?!!
I almost spat my tea clear across the patio. I snapped my hand over my mouth and proceeded to fall into a manic coughing fit. Henry’s eyes widened in concern.
He sat up in his chair and reached across the table to rest a worried hand on my shoulder.
“Are you alright?” he asked.
I fought to gain better control of my breathing by taking in several deep, slow breaths. I ignored the sudden tears that prickled the corners of my eyes and forced out the words I’d been trying to say.
“Did you just say Hemlock?” I gasped.
Henry begrudgingly nodded his head.
“I didn’t believe it myself at first,” he commented. “I must have the tests at least half a dozen times and each time, they came back the same.”
I gently shook my head, still struggling to grasp the
