I got to my feet and crept towards his prone body on the bed. He was dead asleep and a hand passed across his face didn’t bring a reaction.

I lifted the blanket I’d thrown over him earlier and climbed in beside him, being careful not to jar him or touch his wound. The warmth of his body pressed next to mine offered comfort and it wasn’t long before I drifted off.

My dreams came easy as the rain beat against the roof. For the first time I didn’t remember my fear as I ...