Chapter 35

Laura POV

Stroke warm sunlight hits my face as I slowly stir from my sleep. My hands lift to rub my eyes, and I slump back into the pillows. I feel somewhat better than yesterday.

My body still feels psychologically and physically exhausted, but after my conversation with Maxwell, things felt more doable.

Most hugs say nothing at all, but hugs from Maxwell say a million different things. They might be silent, but I can hear them.

Even if the last thing I wanted to do was give into the bond, I couldn’t fuse my calmness, especially when it.

I swipe the sheets from my body and stand on achy legs. My arms lift above my head, and I stretch out to my maximum capacity.

I glance down at my bedside table to find a note with a few words scribbled down.

Never forget how strong you are Max.

I blink at the paper and take it in my hands. A small zap rushes down my spine when I pick it up, like an electrical current that tightens our bond.

My hands press the small note to my chest, and I take a d