Raine POV
I am astounded by my acceding to becoming Grayson's wife. His proposal, while not the most romantic, was genuine and heartfelt. It was a far different contrast to being forced into marriage by that asshole Edgar Rosethorn and we spent the night holding each other, both of us satisfied and replete as we slept, the morning coming far too quickly for my liking. I quickly make my way into my room in the early hours and change, before heading into Jackson's room, a little surprised that he's still asleep.
I frown. He's moving restlessly against his duvet and his cheeks are a rosy red color. I move closer instinctively and put my hand on his forehead, only to quickly pull it away. He's burning up with a fever. I feel panicked, racing back to Grayson's room as fast as my feet will ta
