Chapter 25

“Had I been concerned, truly so, had I thought you needed me in any way urgently, I would have broken through the most impenetrable structure ever created. The original brickwork of this house would have been destroyed, every consequence be damned. But it is not as bad as it sounds. You settled very quickly—a seizure. Certain things can bring them on. The heat, perhaps. Stress.”

“There is that…aplenty.”

“Lack of sleep,” Ewan offered.

“My rest habits…are dreadful…of late,” I confirmed.

“I am partially responsible for that, I fear.”

Ewan continued to try to soothe me with gentle caressing. I was still so unbalanced, fatigued, and yet, restless. I could only imagine how much more I would have been without his kindness—his affection.

“For some people it is a certain food that can prompt an attack. Have you been eating anything unusual lately? More coffee, perhaps?”

“You speak so proficiently…how? Not just from books, I feel.”