Haven’s POV
When I stayed with my uncle, one of his sons was allergic to ginger, and they had prepared a meal with it. That was the first time I saw what mouth-to-mouth resuscitation was like, and I started practising it too. It was life-saving, or we would have lost that child then.
And now that Major started having the same symptoms, that was the only thing I could think of. I did it to him, not thinking of anything else, until he was able to catch his breath again.
Just as I turned around and flung my hair off my face, my eyes landed on a lady glaring at me, and she quickly turned around, leaving. I arched my brows, trying to recall where I saw that face, until it clicked in. She was the lady I told my friends about, and we were arguing over whether she was Major’s girlfriend.
Now
