Page 80 of Her Silent Knight

“Sin...”

“Hear me out, Lee. You can’t treat an illness if you don’t know the disease. You can’t treat a shifter properly if you don’t know his species. If you’ve tried everything, that means the human body, their normal body, isn’t what’s sick. It’s the animal inside that needs to be healed.”

A look of hope flickered in Lee’s eyes. Now Sin felt pressured to get results.

“Do you really think you can help?”

“I don’t know. I can’t make any promises. But I want to try. For years, I was mad at you for running off. Turns out, you were framed and cursed here. I feel horrible for not digging deeper. If I can help your mate, maybe you’ll be able to forgive me one day.”

“Girl, there’s nothing to forgive. After coming here, I realized that life is too short to hold hate in my heart. Except for the hate I feel for Hannah. That shit is real and it’s here to stay until I out that bitch. But other than that, I don’t have room for hate in me. Plus, I could never hate you. You’re my best friend. If you want to see Nachik and see if you can figure out what’s going on with him, I’d be grateful. Hell, I’ll even bake you three loaves of bread and...”

“Deal.”

“You didn’t let me finish.”

“If it’s food, I’ll take it.”

Lee laughed. “Come on. Let me show you to the Med Bay. You should put on a jacket. There may be one in your closet. I know I gave Kaede one of my old ones I can no longer fit.”

Sin headed to the bedroom to check. “You’ve lost a lot of weight.” I’m not jealous.

“I’ve lost the majority of it in two fucking weeks. I can’t eat. I’ve been too worried.”

Sin paused, with her hand on the doorknob. “Lee, you’ve got to eat.”

“I know. I just... it’s hard.”

Sin found the jacket and she found boots. As she slipped them on, she said, “We’ll figure something out. We’re witches.”

“My magic has been off as of late.”

“It’s tied to your emotions.”

“Yeah. I know.”

Sin returned to the living room. “We’ll figure it out.”

“First,” Lee chuckled. “You need to figure your bed hair out. What have you and Kaede been doing?”

A blush crept into Sin’s cheeks. Her hands flew to her hair. “Nothing. I swear.”

“Yeah, right.”

“I don’t have a mirror.”

“You do. In your bathroom. Has Kaede not showed you around your new place?”

“We uh...” Sin went in search of a bathroom. “We haven’t had time.”

“I can tell from your hair.”

For someone who was sad, Lee sure was cracking a lot of jokes. Sin found the bathroom. It was cute. There was even a tub. It was kind of a tub. It would do. She walked over to the wall were a triangle-shaped reflective glass was.

It wasn’t the kind of mirror from home. It was glass. It was a reflective surface. But it was foggy. She had to get really close to it to see herself. What she saw reminded her of a Halloween movie.

Why hadn’t Kaede told her she looked like Marge Simpson. Worse than that, he’d stared at her like she was the best thing on either side of the Mississippi. When in truth, she looked like something a fisher would pull from the Mississippi.

Sin found a comb in a bucket near the basin. There was also a brush and a tin container. She opened the small tin container.