[Music Recommendation: "Soffia La Notte" by Fabrizio Paterlini - available in Youtube or Spotify] ~ Please listen to it in a loop while you read this part to experience the utmost beauty of this chapter ~
[Please note: We're still in Verrill's POV - still reminiscing his memories with Hora]
The moment I realized she was sick… it was as if my whole world stopped. My heart started to sting and I started blaming myself for how stupid I was that I didn't even notice it earlier! My body trembled in fear. I didn't want anything to happen to her. Screw all my plans! What mattered most was to have her checked by a doctor and rest.
"What's wrong? Why do you look like you saw a ghost?" she asked, unaware of how sick she was. She was burning hot for goodness' sake!
"Hora! Are you alright?"
"Huh? What do you mean? I am alright."
"You're burning up!" I exclaimed in my worry. Then, I walked nearer and touched her forehead. Damn it! She's having a fever and it's really high!
