Aiden’s POV:
My heart raced as I felt the weight of Cielle in my arms. Panic swept over me as I gently cradled her, my worry intensifying with each passing second. Her usual vibrant skin with a usually healthy blush was ashen, and her plump lips that always seemed to be begging me to taste them looked drained of color. She was burning up in my arms and as I brushed my fingers against her damp forehead I could feel the fever pulse beneath. Her unconscious form seemed fragile, and I couldn't shake the feeling that something was seriously wrong.
I gathered her in my arms and began taking her back into the house, surprised when Jason made no attempt to take his wife out of my hands. It almost seemed like if i hadn't reacted fast enough or moved to catch her, he would have just let her fall t
