I woke to the mattress dipping towards the right side of the bed. The room was bright with natural daylight, causing me to blink sleep from my eyes. I yawned as my body tipped with the weight that brought down the other side of the mattress. Last night was exhausting. I slept like the dead despite thinking I would never rest with my worry for Luciano.
When my vision cleared enough for me to see Luc sitting on the bed, I sprang awake. My muscles protested the abrupt movement after I had been still for so long. My mind raced, imagining the men patching up Luciano’s wounds in the infirmary the previous night.
“You’re okay.”
Luc turned towards me from his position on the edge of the bed. The action of twisting his body even slightly caused him to grimace. When he found stillness again, his
