Book 1: Chapter Thirty-Five

*** Noah’s POV ***

It was hard watching her. Solaris was cleaning a table after going over the whole bar three times now. I was getting a twitch in my eye just watching her. Finn was doing inventory since it was his week to do it before we made a full order. She had woken up this morning fairly weak, needing a massage to get her leg and arm moving. All this cleaning was just out of fear that if she stopped, so would her body.

“Sol, stop. Seriously. It’s clean. For the third time.”

Her eyes met mine and at first I could tell she was irritated but they softened to understanding.

“Sorry, I…”

I smiled at her, shaking my head. “I get it, you don’t need to explain. But if you over compensate and overdo it, it will only be worse tomorrow.” I held up the glass I was wiping down. “Dishes are done if you want to help me.”

Solaris gave me one of her wry smiles before heading around the bar where I was leaning. We had a dishwasher behind the bar and I had the door down, wiping off any spots that