C6 Her Healing Powers

Ella's Point Of View.

I spent the rest of that night and the next morning pacing my room. It was late morning now, and the windows were open to tempt in a breeze. All it did was push in more sunlight, heating the room and the occupant of the bed up.

Henry was on the bed, still unconscious. His skin was exuding more sweat than I'd seen on a single person, ever. His eyes were tightly shut