Elowen's POV
I had expected a snarky reply or a cold one where he told me not to pry but instead, he looked at me with a tenderness in his eyes that was rare and it made my heart ache.
"Do you even know what it feels like to like someone?" He asked in an even softer tone.
Yes. I think I am beginning to know what it feels like.
"No,” I replied, looking away from him.
"Rest and get better." His voice was firm. "Why didn't you call me when the fever started in the night?"
What would have been the point? He would still have gone back to finish what had been started at that table.
I looked at the drip line instead of at him. "You should go back and finish your arrangements. I'll be fine."
My heart throbbed as I lied to myself and to him. I would not be fine. I would be gutted and I real
