Chapter 84

Arya. I stirred slightly, as I woke up, blinking as I stared around the room, trying to understand where I was. It seemed very familiar. I sat up abruptly and instantly regretted it as a searing pain shot through my head. "Easy, baby." I turned, shocked, and met Tyler's eyes. "You're supposed to stay in bed until I say it's fine for you to move around," he said, gently stopping me from moving any further. I gasped in surprise. "Tyler," I whispered, tears forming in my eyes. "I thought I'd never see you again." His expression softened as he reached out, brushing his knuckles gently across my cheek. "I'm here, Little One. I'm not going anywhere," he assured me, his voice filled with affection and reassurance. His touch was warm against my skin. Little one. I missed being called that. "How are you feeling?" he asked, his concern evident in his voice. I felt a lump form in my throat as tears threatened to spill over. "I don't know," I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper.