IÑIGO’S POV
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The whole night, I had been worried about how Phoenix's health would change. I couldn't sleep well because of all the apprehension but, at the end of the day, I had fallen asleep, too. Phoenix didn't seem to wake up or vomit like Doctor Menzan had asked us to be careful about.
Phoenix’s health had improved in the morning and seemed perfectly alright. When he woke up in the morning, he didn’t seem to recall anything except the fact that he had consumed something and couldn’t breathe. He didn’t recall anything about the actuality that his heart had almost ceased for a moment and Diego was in his wolf form.
I let him be like that and didn't let him try to remember the incident that had made me sleepless.
“Iñigo, it hurts.” He whispered in his hoarse voice and I nodded
