While unconscious, Kliara had remembered when she took Jacob to go teach her how to shoot a bow like he does at the place she said was special to her, immediately she figured it out, that was what Jacob had meant by saying I will wait for you at your special place as she slowly regained consciousness.Kliara’s eyelids fluttered as if woken from a long, uneasy dream, a delicate tremor at first before she blinked, slow and uncertain. Her throat was dry, her limbs heavy as if wrapped in lead. She tried to lift an arm but it failed as she was too weak to do so or anything at all, she felt a hand warm and steady against her own and as she looked to know whose it was, she saw it was her mom.“Mom?” she rasped, her voice scarcely more than a breath. Her mother, seated in the wicker chair beside the bed, straightened at the sound as a wave of relief washed across her countenance.“Sweetheart, you’re awake,” Thelma whispered, pressing a kiss to Kliara’s forehead. Her voice trembled just enough
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