Alaric’s POV:
“Oh god…” Nova gasped when Meadow’s face fell slack in my hands. I gently lowered her onto the bed, feeling my heart slam against my ribcage.
I didn’t know she was sick.
How the fuck had I not known that my wife was ill? This morning, I’d only thought she was ignoring me, and I didn’t want to push her when she wasn’t ready, especially since I was the reason she was pissed.
But I’d already planned to see her this evening. So when I received the text from Mel that she sent hours ago, saying I needed to call the doctor because she was sick, I rushed home immediately, calling a close friend of mine I only reached out to during emergencies.
“Alaric-”
“She needs air.” My voice was clipped as I spoke, pushing the duvet away from her body. Meadow had a panic attack that had led to her losing consciousness. “Take off her sweater.”
Nova didn’t hesitate to do as I asked. She took off Meadow’s sweater, leaving her in a loose shirt and sweatpants. Left to me, I would’ve taken the shirt off too, but I didn’t want to put Nova in an uncomfortable situation.
I shoved out a breath, trying not to let my guilt consume me as I propped Meadow’s legs up, hooking them. over my arm to keep them elevated. If this was anything like what I was used to, Meadow would wake up in less than two minutes.
My eyes drifted to her phone on the bed. She had been on a call–a call that had put her in this situation. I lowered myself onto the edge of the bed, gently pushing away her hairs from her face. Her skin was burning up. She was running a fever.
Turning to Nova, who had a bewildered expression on her face, I asked: “Did she tell you who she was on the phone with?”
“N–no,” she stuttered, running her hand through her hair. “It was an unknown number”
My jaw clenched Tyler. It had to be him His number was blocked on Meadow’s phone so he must’ve used another number to reach her. “I swear to fucking god, if it’s that bastard-”
“Tyler? I don’t think it was him” When I looked back at Nova, her brows were furrowed. “It couldn’t have been him. There’s nothing Tyler would say to her that would make her…” Her throat bobbed. “How’d you know what to do anyway?”
She gestured at Meadow’s elevated legs hanging over my arm I couldn’t feel them, because they were on my shirt, and I wanted nothing more than to rip the fucking shirt off and feel her bare skin on mine.
My chest tightened. “My mother.” I would’ve left it at that, but for some reason, I continued. “She used to faint a lot.” Especially after receiving a beating from my father. But of course, I didn’t tell her that.
Back then, we had a family doctor who would come over to treat her wounds afterwards, and as long as my father was paying him handsomely, he never said a word, never asked any questions.
We quickly learned how to revive my mother whenever she fainted. Well–I learned.
I always did everything I could not to involve my brother.
Nova nodded, but I could tell she had more questions. Thankfully, she didn’t ask. I wouldn’t have answered, anyway. I wasn’t obligated to.
From my peripheral vision, I could see Meadow stir, and her legs twitch. I lowered them gently.
“She’s waking up,” Nova exhaled in relief. Just then, the doorbell rang. I instantly knew it was the doctor-
He had the access code to the gates, but not the house.
“Could you get that?” I asked Nova. “It’s the doctor.”
The moment she was gone, I reached for my wife’s face again.
Meadow’s eyes fluttered open. “Alaric?” Her voice was a whisper, so calm and tired.
“I’m here, baby,” I murmured, stroking her cheek with my thumb. “I’m here.”
Her brows creased. “Are you taking me to the hospital? I don’t think I want to go…” she finished with a sniff
My lips twitched. She looked so small, so vulnerable this way–like anything could break her.
“How about I bring the hospital to you instead?”
Her eyes widened. I leaned toward her, pressing my lips to her forehead, and then to her nose. And right as I was about to press a kiss to her lips, she turned her head away slightly, letting out a nervous laugh.


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