My cerulean irises stared at Levy's lips the whole time he ate the chocolate cake. It was like his lips made fun of me for being sick and not being able to taste the delicious dessert. His mouth closed on the spoon as he took in the last bite and I just wanted to turn into a wolf to bite the shit out of him for teasing me.

His amber eyes enjoyed sending me mischievous glances from time to time while his mom made me chicken soup, not being able to eat cake was one of the horrible feelings I went through.

It was like my fate was siding up with Levy and made me sick so I couldn't happily make out with my chocolate, my guilty pleasure.

As for the case being processed, they let us out for further investigation and we wanted to know about Dr. Alana's funeral date but the police told us that her body was in the autopsy for checkups.

Levy was more affected by this than I was since I didn't know her that much and she annoyed me most of the time she tried to analyze me.

"Bon Appétit," Mrs. Christina said as she placed the vegetable with chicken soup, I cringed at the bitter smell while Levy rubbed his stomach as he leaned back on the chair with a satisfied smile on his face.

"Yeah, babe, it looks delicious," he commented and sent me a wink, I groaned and he chuckled at my behavior when I tried to take a spoonful of soup, the foul taste further proved that it was just horrendous.

As if my life couldn't get worse, Levy's mom was mixing kale and spinach using the juice mixer. The number of times I tried to talk her out of it on the ride back home was infinite but like her son, she was stubborn and didn't let it go.

I smiled at Mrs. Christina when she placed the green juice in front of me and when she turned around, my face dropped to a glare at the poor glass that had to be tainted with the green mess.

Levy looked deep in thought and I had to take that as an advantage. "Mrs. Christina, thank you for the delicious soup and amazing juice," I never wanted to cringe so hard in my life for saying that, "I have to go now to rest and then study once I get better," I informed her and Levy agreed with me after crashing back into reality.

Mrs. Christina looked pleased that I pretended to enjoy her warm affection.

We both went up to the room and Levy immediately carried me back, placing me on the bed to get some rest.

My head felt like it was going into heat and sweat beads slicked down my forehead from my body temperature rising.

He placed a kiss on my forehead and changed my clothes to a more comfortable attire that was definitely his long scented shirt. He went to the bathroom to open the water.

I was in a chaos of nerves, my aunt was on a loose like a crazy, demented psycho just like my mom with a crazy addiction to murder people, for example, the unacceptable death of Dr. Alana.

The police were convincing themselves that it was all due to suicide, but I knew right away that the gun was held by my aunt because she seemed to be the only one who followed us.

My eyes dilated at the realization of another special, scarred probability. It was Dimitria Vice. She might be the one who worked for my aunt to murder Dr. Alana. I couldn't be too sure yet but I definitely knew that she was a part of it.

"Lia, get in here, the water is cold," my boyfriend hollered and I stood up to get a nice shower so my temperature would go down.

I was still somewhat modest with Levy's long shirt that covered my slim pale legs. My eyes took in Levy's broad back and I held in my squeals when he turned to face me with an amused smirk, catching me off guard with his naked torso.

"Come on, babe," he sexily urged me, "you need to get in the bath so your temperature goes down," he winked when he caught me staring shamelessly. After all these years with him, I still blushed when he talks to me like that which was most of the time.

We both got in after undressing ourselves and I traced the bubbles with my fingertips after Levy put in the bubbly bath bomb that had a jasmine scent. Bath bombs were my weakness but definitely not with cold water.

My body shivered brutally and I tried to make myself get under the water more than I already was.

"It's alright, it will be better when you get used to it," Levy aided when he splashed water on me. I gasped at the harsh clash of cold water on my hot body and splashed back.

We were sitting opposite each other as we started to talk about our problems. "I think we should dig in more about Dr. Alana since we discovered her death was no accident, that and your aunt's previous sessions with her," since Levy brought it up, I suddenly remembered to tell him what I saw.

"Levy, Dimitria Vice has something to do with this case too, she is teaming up with my aunt to chase me down," I exposed my incident when I told him the full story.

His golden eyes were broadened under the bright lights of the bathroom, "well, that explains how she knew about your dad, I have a theory that Dimitria is spying on you since her dad goes to our school," he acknowledged when he hugged his knees.

"I think so too," I responded with concerned eyes. What if Dimitria was blackmailed? what if her dad had something to do with it?

"Levy, I think Mr. Smith is behind all this." I said.