"Time to wake up, sleepyhead. The sun's already shining on your butt." Marcus burst straight into the hospital room. "Your fever broke yet? C'mon, get up. I'm taking you out for something good today." He pressed his palm to my forehead smoothly, then tipped a cup to my lips to let me sip some water.
"Thank you..." My voice came out rough and raspy.
Right after he rescued me, I blacked out almost immediately.
The whole trip over, Marcus never once let go of my hand, whispering, "You i***t, why didn't you tell me what was going on sooner? I was too late." His hand was so warm, the only salvation I had left in the whole world.
All these days I had spent recovering at the Vane family's private hospital had done me good. Most of my strength was back, and the injury in my arm had healed comp
