He had lost track of Daff at the flower show, hadn’t even known anything was wrong until one of the Potts girls had sent for him saying she was at the hospital. Her mother had just gone – Elias had disapparated soon after, the fear of what could have happened to her like ice in his chest. He found the room, his gaze falling wildly from Laurel Potts to Daffy on the hospital bed, looking – pale and weak and small and still, clammy like death. He – didn’t know what this was. Had she overworked herself on the flower show? That would be like her. She’d been a little shaken since the break-in, but with him she had always seemed cheerful enough, gradually getting back to herself... so what was this?
“Is she alright?” Elias said hoarsely, his heart in his throat. He glanced at Mrs. Potts before he realised she had all the same questions written on her face, which left – whoever this was to explain.
“Is she alright?” Elias said hoarsely, his heart in his throat. He glanced at Mrs. Potts before he realised she had all the same questions written on her face, which left – whoever this was to explain.
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