Chapter 53 Wait It Out

• ISABELLA’S POV
• My eyes flutter open but thankfully, the drapes are closed so I don’t have to worry about sunshine getting into my retinas. I look around the empty room before my eyes settle on Dante at the edge of the bed. He’s on a chair but his head is laid down on his elbow in bed next to me.
• He doesn’t look comfortable at all but from the way he breathes softly, I don’t even feel like waking him up. He hasn’t been getting enough sleep and I don’t want to add to the pile of things he worries about. My head pounds endlessly as I try to raise myself from the bed.