Aurora’s POV
I opened my eyes to a suffocating, heavy warmth. On my left, Lucian’s arm was draped firmly over my waist; on my right, Liam’s chest was pressed against my shoulder. They were completely anchoring me to the mattress.
I let out a long, heavy sigh. This had been the routine for days now, an unyielding arrangement born of necessity, and there wasn’t a damn thing I could do about it. I tried to shift my weight, attempting to slide out from beneath their limbs, but their grips tightened instinctively, pulling me right back down.
Giving up, I settled back against the pillows and stared at the ceiling, letting the silence of the room fill my head. A quiet anxiety began to gnaw at my thoughts. What if they don't get better? I wondered. Or worse... what if they do recover, but the e
