Eighty eight

~ Nathan’s POV

I stirred as the first rays of sunlight streamed through the window, painting the room in hues of gold. Blinking away the last remnants of sleep, I sat up and stretched, feeling a familiar sense of weariness lingering in my bones. My eyes fell upon Albert, who was already awake and watching me intently.

"How are you feeling?" Albert inquired quietly as the room was filled with the other guards, concern etched into his features.

I offered a reassuring smile. "I'm okay, just a bit tired, I guess." I looked around to see if Grey was inside and I sighed in relief when I didn’t find him.

Albert stood up and made a fuss over my body to see if I was truly fine. I chuckled at his reaction and then reassured him that I was okay. He then gave me a white bottle containing my drugs, telling me to be with it always and should always check to know if it was about to finish so as to fill it up. I thanked him and also asked him how he was feeling as well.

“I’m perfectly fine,” he said