#Chapter 233: The Spark Of Passion Built on Love

Cara’s POV After realizing we refused to be separated, they moved Alaric and me into the same room. After a few days, we both grew stronger, Alaric much faster and stronger than me, and soon we were both discharged. Though I missed the kids, my brothers agreed to keep them at their house. Alaric and I were both in danger once again, and I felt better knowing they were safely out of harm’s way, protected by their strong and caring uncles. Without their presence, this also gave Alaric and me the time and privacy to discuss the true depths of our fears, even about the things we’d been too afraid to talk about in the hospital, for fear others might overhear. Holding hands, we sat side by side in the living room on the couch. The television was on, volume silenced, but neither of us were really watching it. “We should have a plan,” I said. “Just in case the worse should happen.” “Absolutely not,” Alaric said. “To make plans is to accept it at a possible outcome, and I refuse to