#Chapter 163 – Make it Worth It

Lila The first thing I noticed when I woke was the weight in my limbs. Not the pleasant heaviness of sleep, but on that dragged my bones down, making each breath feel like work. My body no longer felt like mine, just a fragile, trembling shell that didn’t want to move. The ceiling above me blurred at the edges, the carved moldings swimming in and out of focus. My skin was damp, and my nightgown clung uncomfortably to my ribs. The air in the chamber felt thick, too warm, pressing against me like a second blanket I couldn’t throw off. When I tried to sit, the room tilted sharply, and I had to grab the edge of the mattress to keep from sliding back. My hands looked paler, veins faintly visible beneath skin that had lost all of its warmth. A knock at the door. Then, the sound of it opening without waiting for my answer. Ronan stepped inside, not in his usual uniform but in plain dark clothes, his presence filling the space as much as his frame. He didn’t say anything at fir