Krystal POV
I barely managed to get through the front door of the apartment building before I started shaking from the cold and the sheer adrenaline of having to trick Alex into dropping me off blocks away, and as I climbed the stairs I could hear Lysander crying from all the way down the hall.
Mrs. Gable opened the door before I even had my key out and she looked like she had aged ten years in the few hours I was gone, her face was tight with worry and she didn't even mention the green silk dress I was wearing as she pulled me into the kitchen.
"He’s burning up, Krystal, and I’ve tried everything I know to do but that cough is getting worse and he won't keep any fluids down," she said, and I didn't even stop to take off my heels before I ran into the bedroom to find my son.
Lysander
