Chapter 35

Chapter 35: The Final Decision

Anaya’s P.O.V:

“Anna?”

I lifted my lashes to watch Lance enter the room. His face was set in a frown causing lines to appear on his forehead. Even so, he looked stunning. Black jeans and a blue t-shirt with long sleeves, it threw the gold of his eyes into sharp focus. His hair fell messily on his forehead, indicating that he had been running his hands through them a lot.

“Hey…” I whispered, too tired to sit up.

Lance crossed the distance from the doorway to our bed in a few long strides. He sat beside me and took my hand in his, his long fingers wrapping around my wrist to measure my pulse. “How are you feeling? Your pulse seems stronger.”

“Better. I should’ve called, I’m sorry. You came back early for me.” The sun was still shining, which means he couldn’t have been gone that long. And with the pres