Marble Point of view
The rhythmic, steady thud of Lucas’s heartbeat under Marible’s cheek had been the perfect lullaby. She remembered watching the faint glow of his phone screen illuminate his face before her eyelids grew too heavy to fight, drifting off into a deep, cozy sleep, completely content tangled up next to him.
But that peace didn't last.
She woke up abruptly, the heavy fog of sleep instantly shattered by a harsh, sour burning searing the back of her throat.
Her eyes flew open in the dark, and a sudden, violent wave of nausea swept over her, making her stomach do a sickening flip.
Blinking through the darkness, Marible carefully pushed herself upright. Lucas was on his side now, his breathing deep and even, fast asleep. She desperately didn't want to wake him, but the sickn
