THIRD PERSON'S POV (NARRATOR'S POV)

Kane pushed open the door to Aria’s suite quietly. The soft light from the bedside lamp cast a calm glow over the room. Aria lay under the covers, her hair a tousled mess on the pillow, her skin flushed and her eyes dull from the fever. She blinked up at him as he entered, a bowl of steaming soup in hand.

He didn’t say anything at first, just walked to the side of the bed and placed the bowl on the nightstand. Then he picked up the spoon, sat ...