Once stolen, twice forbidden - pt 1

2019, March 7th

(Copia)

By the time the doctor had finished dressing James' wound and the three women had concluded their fussing about said wound, it was already dinner time. Since no one particularly had much of an appetite and their bodies were wary from the activities of the day, dinner was had quickly and in near silence.

Not wanting to be apart from her daughter, whom she was perfectly aware had escaped death by a hair's breadth, Natalie had insisted on sharing a room with Zoey, if only for the night. James found that sleep came for him almost instantly. He was appreciative of the sedative that the doctor had given him to calm his nerves and allow him to sleep easily. As it was, even without being hunted and getting shot, James often had trouble sleeping. Just as he was drifting off, he could've sworn he heard the creak of a door opening, but before he could think about it anymore, he was asleep.

Zoey was lying in bed wide awake, staring up at the unfamiliar ceiling. Next to