Domenic placed the empty bowl on the bedside table and turned to look at his sister who had become too silent for his comfort.
The fact that she silently drank the medicine without even complaining even once about how bitter it tasted, only made him feel worse.
"Emily, look at me." He softly said as he took hold of her hands which were clutching and unclutching the hem of her nightshirt continuously.
Even though she did not dare to face her brother after all that she had done, but she also did not want to ignore him.
Therefore, with a deep breath, she turned her attention towards her eldest brother and slowly brought her eyes up to look at him.
"You don't need to worry about the Sullivans and the Council. I will handle everything. You should just relax and get better as soon as possible." Domenic said as he patted her hand lightly.