Damien POV
I spend the whole night tossing and turning and checking on Winter, who's fast asleep in her bed. I'm terrified of leaving her alone too long and, in the end, I end up sleeping in the hallway on a mattress in case she needs help with something, anything during the night. When it's bright, my eyes open and I groan as I sit up, my muscles stiff and protesting. She hadn't called out last night, but then again she couldn't, and when I poked my head in she was still out for the count.
I get dressed for school, tossing on a shirt and any old jeans, glance at the time, and make my way into Winter's room. I gently shake her awake. I don't want to startle her. Her eyelids flutter at me and then her eyes widen when she sees me, her mouth making a shocked O. I wonder if she's scared of
