Chase’s POV
The first thing I saw, when I opened my eyes, was a bright sunlight that penetrated through the tent. I squinted as it was hurting my eyes.
It’s been 4 days since I last saw my son. In the course of the search, I fell ill and had sores over my body. It took a while to heal and I felt useless, just lying down there.
It was already morning. It meant I slept through the night. I flexed my muscles and held my breath. I waited for the pain to come but it didn’t. I was glad. I found out that I could sit up. I walked around the empty tent. Angus must have taken the men on another search
As I lay back, I noticed that my wounds were now getting healed. I caressed them. They were drying up. I sat up. Looking around. Memories filtered through my head. One stuck longer. It was with an
