Rockan
Hours passed, and finally, Denera began to stir. Her eyelids fluttered, and she let out a soft groan. Relief washed over me, and I squeezed her hand gently.
"Denera," I whispered, my voice thick with emotion.
Her eyes slowly opened, confusion giving way to recognition. "Rockan?" she murmured.
"I'm here," I said, my heart aching with love and worry. "You're safe."
She tried to sit up, but I gently pushed her back down. "Rest," I said. "You've been through a lot."
"What happened?" she asked, her voice weak.
"You were sick," I explained. "But you're going to be fine now."
She looked at me, her eyes searching mine. "Thank you, Rockan."
I kissed her forehead, my emotions threatening to overwhelm me. "Just rest now. We'll talk later."
She nodded, her eyes drifting shut again. I
