Reeva POV
My decision replays in my head as I run back to Greta’s cottage. The more I think about it, the more certain I become of what I should do. More importantly, why I want to do it. I shift back when I reach the cottage, pick up my scattered clothes and get dressed.
“Reeva,” Hayden calls, leaving the house and running towards me. “It’s Wyatt, he’s awake.”
Without hesitation, I run inside, straight to Wyatt’s room, with Hayden right behind me. I stop in the doorway, my heart pounding as I watch Greta feeding Wyatt. He is pale and in pain, but he smiles weakly when he sees me.
“I’ll give you a minute,” Greta smiles, standing up and leaving.
“How do you feel?” I ask softly.
“I’ll tell you once I know,” he groans.
“That bad, huh?” I ask, amused. At least his sense of humour is sti
