THALIA
We had finally settled inside the cabin. The adrenaline was fading, replaced by an awkward hush that settled over all of us. Reagan was asleep in the only room, finally able to sleep after a few days of being alert and wandering around.
Rael had ordered everyone to stay put for now, explaining that the attackers had also pulled back. The danger wasn’t gone, but we’re safe for now.
My eyes landed on Gino. The quiet one, the same man who had tended to Reagan after he shifted back. He was sitting on a chair near the window, calmly keeping watch. His shirt was tugged off one shoulder as there was a deep gash on it. It was already healing from the looks of it, but slower than it should be, and was still bleeding.
I hesitated for a second but eventually decided to approach him.
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