Nyx's POV
I sat at the kitchen table, pouring over the books and research I had gathered on Kieran's illness. I was determined to find a cure, or at least something to slow down the progression of the disease.
As I read through the pages, one passage caught my eye. It mentioned a specific type of tree bark that had been used in ancient medicine to treat similar illnesses. I felt a wave of hope and quickly grabbed my bag, deciding to head out and search for the tree.
Just as I was about to leave, Kieran walked into the kitchen, a look of concern on his face. "Where are you going?" he asked, his eyes narrowing.
I hesitated for a moment, unsure if I should share my discovery with him. He had waved it off when I asked earlier, almost like it didn't bother him much. But now, something about
