July's heart thumped wildly, she couldn't even think straight as she walked toward the kitchen, where Rhea told her Knox was.
She must have seen it wrong, right? She must be imagining things, right? There was no way Knox would be there in the kitchen.
July felt as if her feet were a lot heavier than usual, which dragged her down when she walked toward the kitchen to find what Rhea said was true. Knox was there, leaning against the wall, sitting on the floor. His head was lulled to a side and he looked extremely pale, as his brows furrowed deeply.
He seemed to be in so much pain and the first thought that rushed to her mind was to hold him close in her arms.
"Knox?" July immediately approached him and knelt down next to him. She extended her hand to touch his face and felt how cold his skin was. He was unconscious, but he whimpered slightly when he felt July's hand. "Knox, what happened to you?"