Norella pov
Hours slipped by, and the transition from evening to night brought a soothing silence that enveloped us like a warm blanket. The room was dimly lit, casting soft shadows that danced across the walls. I looked at Jason, noticing the toll the past few weeks had taken on him. The exhaustion was clear in the deep circles under his eyes and the way his shoulders slumped with every movement. His normally bright eyes were dulled with fatigue, and his steps had lost their usual quickness and energy. It was obvious that he hadn't slept well in a long time, and his body was screaming for the rest he so desperately needed, just like mine.
Once I had finished the last bite of my meal, Jason gently assisted me in lying back down on the bed. His hands were gentle but firm, guiding me with
