NATE'S POV
My breath came out in short bursts. Breathing seemed like a struggle. My brothers, they were… they were suffering. Each one of them was almost lifeless and unresponsive. And me? I was fine. Perfectly fine.
It wasn't just the absence of pain; it was the guilt that came with it. They shouldn't be the only ones suffering like that. I should be in the sick bed with them. Something else mixed with the feeling of guilt, a shameful, forbidden longing.
Deep down, I knew I shouldn't be thinking about Daisy. Not now. Not when everything was falling apart. But the truth was, I couldn't stop.
I couldn't stay inside the ward. The walls were closing in on me, and the air was tense with the agony of my family. I needed to escape, even if just for a moment. So, I stormed out, pushing past s
