Elizabeth's Pov
I entered the room where Janet lay, her form still and peaceful in slumber. Her chest was rising and falling in a steady rhythm. It was a sight that both comforted and made me happy.
Quietly, I approached the bed and sat down beside her. She looked so fragile, so different from the fierce fighter I had known before. I couldn't help but wonder why the healer hadn't prevented me from entering, given the tension between Janet and me. But I wasn't about to question my luck, I'd been granted this chance to be with her, even if only for a moment.
I reached out, gently touching Janet's hand. I did that as I pleaded with her that I was sorry. "I didn't mean to hurt you, Janet. We never planned to," I told her as tears flowed from my eyes. My voice filled with regret and sinceri
