Evelyn
I’m in and out for the rest of the day.
I’m still awake when Alexander returns to the room, concerned. I feel terrible for the way I reach for him, seeking his comfort, even though I still can’t accept our bond. It makes it even worse when he comes to me without hesitation, ready to stand by my side through my sickness.
I don’t even realize I fell asleep until I wake up. I can smell the lavender tea Mom prepared for me as it steams on the nightstand. Alexander is still in the chair by the bed, holding my hand.
He smiles when I open my eyes, then helps me sit up for a few sips of tea before I have to lay back down. Have to close my eyes. Just to rest a little more.
I wake again when Alexander checks my stab wound. I see the heartbreak on his face before he notices I’ve opened my
