Janet's Point of ViewI was deep in sleep when I felt someone clinging to me. I tried to kick Rowan's hand off me but it held me very strong. I jolted awake, my heart racing as I reached for the lamp on the table near our bed. The soft light flooded the room, and what I saw made my blood run cold.Rowan was sweating heavily, his body thrashing beside me like he was fighting an invisible enemy. His face was twisted in pain and fear, completely different from the cold, controlled man I knew."No… not again," he muttered, his voice trembling. "Don’t leave me… please, don’t leave me. I can’t lose another one… not again.”My breath caught in my throat.I recognized the signs immediately. PTSD. How had I not seen this before?My heart pounded as I quickly moved closer to him. I helped him lose his night wear a bit as all my training kicked in, pushing away my shock and confusion."Rowan," I said softly, placing my hands on his shoulders. "Rowan, you're safe. You're not there anymore."He wa
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