Thankfully, Franchesca Pravo's symptoms of mild concussion hadn't worsened.
Jayce had stayed up with her through the night, then took a few minute's naps on and off throughout the entire day his aunt was held under observation.
She hadn't looked all too shaken up about what had happened to her, and hadn't shed any tears the first time she and Jayce had met after the doctor had run more tests on her. Meanwhile, Jayce had found himself shedding a few relieved tears even as his whole body felt heavy with fatigue.
When Franchesca rested through the remainder of the hours before dawn, Jayce hadn't left his aunt's side for longer than a bathroom break. His stomach had growled, his eyes snapped shut in an attempt to get him to sleep against his will, and yet he didn't let himself focus on a
