Natalia
Upon Cardan’s insistence, I agree to stay behind and wait for Jude to check my eye.
I’m sure it’s fine, bruised, but fine nonetheless.
But just to convince Cardan, I agree. The wait is torture though, being here with him like this, especially after what just happened.
I feel suffocated.
I’ve always found these hospital rooms large, but suddenly it seems so little. Cardan’s presence dominating every inch of this place.
The only thing I breathe, see, or feel is him.
I’m trying to stay so calm right now, as Cardan and I wait for Jude’s arrival.
I wish I had enough access to my brain right now to put things into perspective, but I am still pretty rattled from the confrontation with Fiona.
Even with everything, I can’t help the part of me that’s hoping she’s fine. The look on
