Haley went upstairs to take a shower and changed into a pink-and-white fleece hoodie.
Estimating when he might wake up, she headed to the kitchen to grab some food for him.
Just as she stepped back into the living room with a plate in hand, he opened his eyes.
Slowly, he pushed himself up from the couch, forcing his body upright.
His eyes were black—deep, like polished obsidian, dark yet strikingly clear.
And when paired with his sharp features, only one thought popped into her head.
He was absolutely breathtaking, even better looking than she had imagined.
“Ah—wait, why are you collapsing again?!”
Before she could take a proper look at him, the handsome boy’s body suddenly gave out, and he passed out once more.
Haley quickly set down the plate, rushing forward to catch him before he hit the floor, propping him back up on the couch.
With a long sigh, she turned toward the clock on the wall.
It had taken about half an hour after the injection for him to r
