April's pov
I sat beside him, barely breathing, watching the steady rise and fall of his chest. The storm outside had settled into a quiet drizzle, but the storm within me still raged. My fingers hovered over his hand, hesitant at first, before I let them rest gently atop his. For a moment, I let myself feel it, the warmth of his skin against mine, the way his fingers instinctively curled around mine even in his sleep. It should have comforted me. But it didn’t.
His skin was burning.
Panic gripped me. I pulled my hand away carefully, not wanting to wake him, though he seemed far from consciousness and reached for my phone. I didn’t know what else to do. I had no idea who to call except one name that came to mind instantly: Joshua. He was Jayson’s brother, and more importantly, he was t
