I put on a brave smile for her and gently caress her hair. “Of course darling. Just stay inside okay? The fire won’t reach you here.” I kiss her cheek once and then slightly shut the closet door, making sure she is getting enough air. After that, I am all action. Desperately, I run towards her b
Fiona’s POV Amelia has fainted in my arms. The shock of everything has proven too much for her. I gently caress her hair as my eyes lock on the door of the room. I can see its wood blackening and I know any second now the fire will take us in its grasp. Pressure builds behind my eyes but I don't l
I look at him in disbelief. I know it is taking everything from him to say those words to me knowing they will condemn his own sister to death. I know the meaning behind his words as he holds Amelia. I know he means well. Still, I shove his hand away and turn back around. “Amelia needs at least on
Fiona’s POV “I don’t think he is going to make it.” I hear someone say sadly. Micah! The sterile scent of antiseptic hangs in the air as my eyes burst open. The room is vast, a panorama of white walls and pristine equipment, and I'm cocooned in crisp, clean sheets. My body aches, each movement se
I give him a light swat on the arm, and he winces exaggeratedly. Panic courses through me, and I immediately fuss over him. "Did I hurt you? I'm so sorry!" He breaks into a beautiful laugh, a sound that fills the room with warmth. "You didn't hurt me, Fiona. I was just playing. Actually, these ba
Fiona’s POV I feel the heat radiating between us, the intensity of his touch making every nerve in my body come alive. As Micah's fingers linger on the clasp of my bra, a shiver of anticipation runs down my spine. The promise in his voice sends a thrill through me, and without a second thought, I b
____________________ The room is bathed in a quiet afterglow as we lie entwined, our bodies pressed close. Micah's arms cradle me protectively, and his fingers trail gently through my hair. A sense of vulnerability washes over me, I feel completely raw and exposed. Body and soul. I'm on the edge
Micah’s POV I stand at the edge of the bed, my heart pounding, watching Fiona's body convulse. It's a painful yet fascinating sight. Her bones contort, and I clench my fists to my sides, fighting the urge to reach out and ease her pain. This is something she must endure alone, her transition, her v