[Bailey]
Ian sat on the bed next to me. He gave me a concerned look, as if he was worried about something. Ian rarely let anyone see how he was really feeling. He only projected the emotions he wanted others to see and they were rarely real.
He reached out and took my hand in his, his touch warm and reassuring. Pain wracked through me and I gritted my teeth, trying to ride out the waves of agony. With each passing moment, the change intensified, and the room spun, adding to the overwhelming assault on my body. Ian’s touch kept me sane while the pain tried to take over.
Ian cupped my face in his hands, his eyes filled with unwavering love and resolve. “I promise you, Bailey, I will do everything in my power to ease your pain. Trust me.”
I nodded. “I trust you.”
“It’ll be easier if… i
