Chapter 11

• Natalia:
• I ran my fingers through Blake’s dark brown hair as he slept. His chest peacefully rising and falling with each breath he took. His features were finally calm, and the IV needle in his hand.
• His body having given up on fighting, the man finally got a little rest. His body’s temperature finally settling to a normal one, 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.