Chapter Twenty-Six
Weakness
pulled into his arms and pressed a kiss to her forehead. She radiated excess heat, and sweat droplets dotted her skin. Her face was flushed, and when he looked into her eyes, he could see a slight glazing over. She was losing focus, a symptom he well remembered from the time he’d fallen victim to the virus, even though it was more than two decades ago.
Lowering his face to her shoulder, he closed his eyes. The worst was yet to come. The pain, the feeling of suffocating with every breath she’d try to draw, the vomiting and loss of consciousness—his heart withered at the thought of what she would suffer.
Although there were some differences between how and reacted to the disease, there were a few of the symptoms both peoples were forced to endure. The vict
