Chapter 112
Aria's POV
I swallowed. “So… is that why I passed out?” I had been worried that something had gone wrong.
“Of course it is,” Mama Felz said dryly, taking another sip of whiskey. “If you weren’t such a stubborn little shit, you would have stopped before it got this bad. Your body must have been giving you fucking signs.”
I winced. It had been a long time since I had been called a ‘little shit’.
Gosh, I was already missing Knox—he called me little angel.
“So, what do I do now?” I asked her.
She sighed and leaned back. “You wait. You rest. Your body needs time to recover. There ain't no quick fix for this, kid.”
I pressed my lips together. I didn’t like that answer. Knox was probably losing his mind right now, and Hunter.
My stomach clenched. “Will the person I was healing be okay?”
She eyed me for a moment, then nodded. “Yeah. What you did should hold. But if you push yourself like that again too soon, you might fall into a magical exhaustion coma, and those are fucking pains in the ass.

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