Ivy POV

The moment we reached the infirmary, I went straight to the first room they cleared for Rick. I didn’t wait for anyone to tell me what to do. I didn’t sit down. I didn’t rest. I stood beside the bed while the healers worked around him. My hands shook as I touched his forehead. His skin felt warm, but his breathing was slow.

One of the healers asked me to step back so they could work faster, but I refused to move. “I’m staying here,” I said. My voice wasn’t loud, but the ...