Sierra
"I think you made it past the worst of it. Just keep resting, I will come back with more tea soon," I murmured, pulling the blankets up to Dahlia’s chest. Her breaths were shallow still. My lips pursed as I placed a cool washcloth over her head for good measure. I hated how fragile she looked.
Dahlia gave me a weak smile, her bottom lip wobbling in the process. I tried to smile back but couldn’t muster myself enough to even fake it. Giving her shoulder a comforting squeeze instead, I made my way back out to Stella's living room where everyone was gathered. My boys were posted on the couch, Lorraine lounging in the recliner. My mate was deep in thought in the corner of the room while Stella was busy creating a rut from all her fussing.
Stella caught my eye first, stopping in her
