Nara
The night was warm and wonderful. At first, I was alone, but when I turned in my sleep, his arms were wrapped around me. The following day, I was going in and out of consciousness, hallucinating. Vivid images of my father calling me his princess, of me being his princess, of my mother's singing voice, and of her hands stroking my hair, repeated in my head. I dreamt about my cat, which I got on my fifth birthday from my cousin, Sonny. I was crying and smiling, lost in the memories and dreams.
My body felt hot for a moment, and cold another, shivering in the sheets. Kian didn't leave my side. He was there, taking care of me. He cooled my body temperature with a wet towel and gave me sips of water and broth. Concern etched on his face, the way he watched me as if I were the most preci
