Jack’s POV
I’m not sure how long I’m unconscious for, but it’s not long enough.
It’s just so nice, being unconscious. In that painless, thoughtless beyond, all I see is Harper—her laughter; her smile; even the fires she creates. They don’t scare me the way they scare her. They could kill me, to be sure, but they’re so incredible, I can’t even bring myself to care.
When I wake up, my first thought is that she’s here—right here, with me. I can feel the warmth and softness of her touch in my hand, and for a split second, I decide that I am glad I’m not unconscious anymore, after all.
But then I see the other people in the room with us—her parents; the nurse; even a stranger I don’t recognize—and I just want to fall asleep again and go back to a place where it’s just the two of us.
“Ja
