#Chapter 70 Dominic

Dominic I stepped into the room slowly, my eyes sweeping over her. She looked looked back at me. She looked more and more fragile by the moment. I cleared my throat. “How’s your head?” I asked, my voice coming out rougher than I intended. "My head?" "They… they said you -- I assume that you fell." She looked up at me, nodding slowly. "I don't think I hit my head, but my headache is gone." She nodded at the IV. "I guess it's something in there…" Then her eyes narrowed just slightly. “You look like you haven’t slept in a week.” “I’m fine,” I said, sharper than I meant to. I cleared my throat, shoving down my guilt as I came around the side of the bed. I sank into a seat. “How are you feeling? Besides the obvious.” Her gaze lingered on me for a moment, uncertain. “Fine, I guess…" There was a beat of silence. She tried again, voice gentler this time. “Dominic… how are you?” I tensed. I didn’t want this from her. Concern. Softness. Forgiveness I hadn’t earned. My jaw ti