Chapter 14
Marinel’s POV
WE set up tents to give shade while we assisted patients.
“Hi,” my cousin greeted me while I was busy unloading antibiotics.
I gave her a quick, tight-lipped smile, though I was clearly annoyed.
“So rude of you, Nel,” she said bitterly.
“I’m busy. Can we talk later?” I said, trying to stay calm.
This was the first time we’d spoken since our argument. I turned my back to her, but she suddenly grabbed my arm.
“He’s mine, Nel,” she said firmly. I shook off her hand.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” I replied and walked away again.
She’s unbelievable! She has the nerve to say that when she practically threw Enzo away. I was so upset I decided to walk around. I ended up at a small strawberry patch.
“Would you like some?” an old woman harvesting straw
