LOVETH POV. (Blair’s mom)
I coughed loudly and forcefully, feeling as though my lungs were trying to escape out of my ribcage. I pressed my handkerchief closer to my mouth as the cough intensified, then pulled it away to find it stained with my own blood.
I was wiping the blood dripping from my nose when the door swung open. I hastily tried to conceal the blood stained handkerchief, but it was too late, Andrew had already seen it.
“Are you okay?” Andrew asked, stepping closer to the bedside.
I nodded weakly. “I’m fine,” I murmured.
“You do not seem fine to me,” Andrew remarked.
I wanted to argue with him, but another coughing fit cut me off. Andrew moved to my side, gently rubbing my back until the cough subsided.
“Please, get me a bottle of water,” I said, breathless.
Andrew wasted no time……
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