Savannah POV,
Our short air ride somewhat drained the remaining strength in me. I threw-up twice with just sticky liquids since there's nothing but liquids in my body during the trip. Breathing became so hard for me to do as if there's a big rock blocking my air passage. I saw the worried face of Landon while I lay helpless on his lap supported by his arm. He carried me like this after I throw up and seemed to lost all my strength.
Landon's familiar scent somehow calmed my senses and his calming voice soothe my frightened mind. His hand caressing my arms somewhat gave me the strength I am slowly losing. His touch perhaps transferred some of his vigorous energy my ailing body needed to subsist.
“You promised me you’ll be strong Honey, now hold on to that promise.” Landon's shaking soft
