CHAPTER 39
Cain’s POV
The doctor had barely left when Mara finally stirred.
A low groan escaped her lips as she shifted beneath the blanket, squinting against the daylight leaking through the curtains. Her hand immediately flew to her forehead.
“Christ…” Her voice came out hoarse.
“My head feels like someone parked a truck on it.”
She blinked a few times before noticing me standing by the window.
Her eyes widened.
“Cain?”
I folded my arms.
“Good. You’re alive.”
She stared at me for another second before letting out a weak laugh.
“I must be dying.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re sitting in my room looking worried.”
“I wasn’t worried.”
“No?”
“No.”
“He’s been here since you passed out.” Ava said.
That wasn’t the truth. But instead of arguing, I let it slide.
“I came in after h
