Natalia:
I ran my fingers through Blake’s dark brown hair as he slept. His chest was peacefully rising and falling with each breath he took. His features were calm, with the IV needle in his hand.
His body, having given up on fighting, finally got a little rest. His body’s temperature finally settled to a normal one, and the man was no longer sweating or shivering with each breath he took. I couldn’t help but smile in contentment at the thought of him healing.
My eyes stayed fixed on him as sparks ran through my body. The fact that I knew he could have died had I not arrived on time made my heart clench with fear. Fear that I didn’t understand, nor did I try to. But everything seemed to be messed up anyway, from the sparks that I felt when I was around him to the pain I felt seeing him in pain. I couldn’t understand any of them.
“Natalia, you need to eat something,” Ryan said, handing me a plate. I had been here since yesterday, only leaving Blake’s side to go to the bathroom, which was also in the same room. I nodded and took the plate from him, taking a bite out of the roast beef sandwich he brought me. My body felt drained of energy, and the glass of water he placed on the bedside table felt like heaven to me as I took a sip of it, the cold liquid running down my dried throat, cooling it as it went.
“Thank you,” I said softly. He nodded and squeezed my shoulder gently.
“It should be us who are thanking you. Had you not reached him in time…”
“I don’t want to think about it, but I’m glad that things didn’t go wrong,” I said honestly. He and Mason have spent hours beside me, but they both eventually needed to get their rest to be able to hold their responsibilities the next morning. I had called the office and told them to take care of things from their side, as there wasn’t much to do today anyway.