Sixty-six

Angel POV.

Pain, and more pain, and then a little bit more pain, but it's all gone now, the fever was gone, I don't feel like I'm boiling to death any longer, I felt better, I felt good, I felt like I wasn't sick before like everything was gone, I guess all I needed was a couple of good nights and days of sleep and now I'm all better, ready to take over the world.

"Good morning beautiful," Hunter says sitting on the bed next to me with a big smile on his face, he looks beautiful, was he always like that?

I felt like I was seeing him through another lens, he looked different, his hair was glossier, and his eyes were sparkling but they weren't the old blue colour, they looked deeper, a mix of blue and green with a bit of silver into them, he looked older than he did before, before he gave the age of someone in his late twenties, maybe early thirties, and now he looks like an old man, he looks tired and exhausted even, he didn't look well, maybe he caught whatever I had.

"Are you okay