Christie's POV Someone had carried me to bed.That was the first thing I registered when I opened my eyes. I had sat down on the couch in the hallway outside Nima's room to rest my legs for a minute, and then nothing. I was out. And now I was in the guest room, under a heavy blanket, with no memory of walking here.Lyon. It had to be him.I sat up and pushed my hair back. The room was bright with morning light. On the armchair near the window, someone had laid out a fresh set of clothes. Comfortable trousers, a soft grey top, folded neatly. I stared at them for a second.Nobody had ever done that for me. Not once in my life.I changed quickly, then splashed water on my face and went straight to Nima's room.The door was already slightly open.I pushed it wider and stopped.Lyon was in the chair beside his mother's bed, his head dropped forward, his arms resting on his knees. Asleep. He was still in the same clothes from last night, jacket gone, shirt rumpled at the sleeves. His face
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