CHAPTER 56

When Claire melted weakly into his arms, Axel felt deep, immeasurable pain in his heart. He had said to himself, that he would work on not being affected by Claire any more. Now, he knew he lied. She already meant so much to him, that he even shared in her pain. That part scared him the most.

Claire's breathing was shallow, and her arms went slack. She was trembling like she was very cold, but her temperature was climbing too quickly. Axel laid her down on the bed and took his place beside her. He hugged her to his side and prayed that Paul should hurry.

Donald checked in a few times, but he was just as helpless. Finally, after it had gone dark, Paul returned. By then, Axel was feeling sleepy and Claire's skin was burning. Angry rashes had erupted from her skin and they glowed in fury.

"You certainly do not fear getting ill, son."

Axel looked up, and seeing Paul, sat up groggily. "How did it go?"

Paul stretched his hand out. His sleeves were rolled up and Axel could see marks on them.