Adrianna:
I had spent the last two days in and out of consciousness, trapped in the fog of sickness. I could barely keep anything down, not even water, and my stomach felt like it was constantly in knots. Ashton had been incredible, staying by my side, making sure I had everything I needed—yet there was an ache in my chest seeing how worried he was. It hurt me to see him like that, even though I knew he was doing everything he could to help.
I woke up to the sound of hammering outside, a rhythmic thud that cut through the haze of my feverish state. The noise was a bit jarring, and for a moment, I wasn’t sure if I was dreaming or if it was real. But as the sounds continued, I slowly pushed myself up in bed, the sheets tangled around me.
The room was dim, but I could see Ashton moving aro
