C239 Heart failure.
Leilani
Chase had curled his massive body around the foot of my couch, and as I tried to find a free spot on the glass floor to place my feet down on, Sara popped up from behind me. “I’m about to leave soon, Mrs. Giles, but before I go, I was wondering if you would like me to make you a quick treat before dinner.”
Without even looking back at her, I muttered. “Thanks, Sara. But no, I’m good