Kaida's POV
At least the sun was finally up that noon, a welcomed change after the little rain I had mistakenly triggered in my anger at Damon.
Losing the potion had set me off, but now, the weather would be good for him.
He had been cold, shivering from the damp chill of that cursed river where he retrieved it for me.
I moved quietly to the bed, placing my hands gently on his forehead. He was warm.
I took a deep breath, feeling a small relief settle in my chest. At least he wasn’t freezing anymore.
There were still so many questions swirling in my mind about that river. What I had seen—why I was taken back to the past—it all left me with thousands of questions.
I needed to go back, but the thought of returning alone terrified me. And there was the other pressing matter—tonigh
