LIORA
Ryder dropped to the floor before I could catch him.
The loud thud against the hardwood floor ripped a startled scream from my throat as I quickly bent over him, my trembling hands immediately shaking his body for a response.
“Ryder?”
I shoved him again, a little harder this time, but he remained completely limp.
“Ryder?!”
Nothing.
What the hell just happened to him?!
Panic clawed at my chest as I hurriedly rolled him onto his side, only to freeze when I noticed a fresh wound on the side of his head where it had slammed against the floor.
“Oh my God…”
My fingers cautiously reached for the cut to see how bad it was, but my brows immediately knitted together the instant they brushed against his skin.
His forehead is burning.
Is he… sick?
How long has he been running a feve
