Nathan’s POV
The first thing I felt was warmth.Not the suffocating heat of sickness, not the fever that had been draining me for days.
No.
This warmth was different. Comforting. Alive.My eyelids felt heavy, my body still weak, but I could sense something close. Someone.
The familiar scent of honey and wildflowers wrapped around me, pulling me back from the edge. Mia.I forced my eyes open.And there she was.
She sat beside me, her gaze trained on the floor, her hands clenched into fists on her lap. Her jaw was tight, her posture rigid, like she was angry at herself for being here.
My chest felt lighter.
Stronger.
The pain that had been eating away at me was gone.
She did this.She saved me.I should’ve felt grateful. Relieved.
Instead, guilt crawled under my skin.Mia had every reason
