Bab 24: The Damian Strome!

Claire's POV

I anxiously waited for the doctor to arrive, pacing back and forth, my heart pounding with worry. Thankfully, Eliam knew Evander's phone inside and out, and I could use it to get the number we needed. But as the minutes ticked by, I couldn't just stand there helplessly.

Evander lay before me, pale and drenched in sweat, his body burning with fever. It was unbearable to see him like this—so vulnerable, so unlike the strong man I knew. My fear grew with every second, and I knew I had to do something, anything, until the doctor arrived.

I kneeled by the bed and gently touched his forehead, wincing at the heat radiating from his skin. My heart twisted with fear and worry, but I couldn't let it paralyze me. I looked over at Eliam, standing there, his wide eyes filled with a mix of confusion and fear.