Xyla
She’d never felt so loved by a man before, aside from her father. He’d cooked for her, taken care of her at her worst and looked at her like he was scared to lose his world when he thought she was completely unconscious.
And that was the reason that she decided she was going to take a very large leap of faith. If she survived this, she would marry him if he still wanted her. She’d heard his muttered promises about making sure she wouldn’t regret her decision when he wrapped her up in a blanket after giving her something to drink.
Why were the first few sips always tainted with this metallic taste?
But then she’d felt him lift her and carry her. She was too weak to stay fully conscious, but she hovered between the two worlds where she could hear and feel like it was a dream. And
