Chapter 33.
Clara’s Pov.
It’s been two days… two days of constantly lying in this bed and taking endless rest.
And Maxwell? He has been hovering around like a shadow, making sure I didn’t move too quickly. He said to ensure a speedy recovery, the doctor gave that instruction, so I had settled down and recuperated for two days… but not for today.
After the long hours of naps, it felt like my body belonged to me again, but today, instead of the usual comfort that came with recuperating, I felt a bit of boredom.
A soft exhale slipped past my lips and I sat up slowly, my hair sticking in all directions.
“I am allowed to move now, right?”
Gently, Maxwell appeared from a corner, his quiet presence filling the room with warmth.
“You are,” he said softly, his voice calm and steady, like a
