*** 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 ...