ADIRA
I rushed to the infirmary, still in my robe and underwear. My hair was pinned up in curls still, and I had a full face of makeup on, but I didn’t care. It had been days since I tried to wake up Jori, and I had been starting to get worried that he would never wake up. I wanted him to fight, but in the end, he was the only one who could choose to live.
Today, he chose just that.
When I entered the room, Mark was already in the room with Doctor Zayla. Rie followed me into the room, just a step behind us.
“Mark shouldn’t see you before the ceremony,” Rie said, grabbing my arm before I fully made it into the room.
“It’s not like it’s a wedding. Besides, this is bigger than Mark seeing me.” I shook out of her grip and continued forward.
I stopped walking when I was next to Mark. I gr
