Chapter 125

Syria’s POV

“Hey…”

A familiar yet raspy voice made me open my eyes. Something was shaking my shoulder. The hands were rough. I blinked a few times, with a heavy body, until my vision finally cleared.

“Kael…?”

For a second I just stared at him, a little caught off guard.

“Hey,” he said again.

I tried to push myself up, but the moment I moved, my body complained. Everything was sore. Especially down there.

The memories of last night suddenly hit my memory. My face burned instantly, and I couldn’t look him straight in the eye.

He scratched the back of his neck, his expression a little guilty. “I’m sorry. Are you sore down there?”

“Yeah,” I muttered, not really sure what else to say.

That’s when I noticed the smell. It was something warm. I glanced beside him and saw a tray of food.

“You made this?” I asked.

“Yeah,” he said simply, setting the tray on the side table. Then he helped me sit up slowly, careful with every move. His hands were rough, but gentle this time.

“Someone’s looking f