Chapter 194

• Harper
• Theo’s been asleep for hours now, his chest rising and falling with that steady rhythm that reassures me more than any doctor ever could. Mason left a while ago, claiming he was off to grab some real clothes for both of us and to make sure things were being cleaned up. I didn’t ask what exactly that meant. I probably didn’t want to know.
• I slide carefully off the bed, mindful not to jostle Theo, and walk toward the chair where Nathan’s curled up. His arms are crossed over his chest, head tilted back awkwardly, but it doesn’t look like he’s sleeping deeply. His jaw is tight. He’s still worried. I watched him for nearly an hour after Theo fell asleep. He didn’t let himself rest until exhaustion finally stole him.