Chapter 147 His Fall

• Callum POV
• I sit on the edge of the bed, watching Lilly as she lies curled up, her breath soft and even as she sleeps. My hand moves instinctively, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. She stirs slightly, leaning into my touch, and a small smile plays on her lips even in sleep. I should lie down with her, should let my own exhaustion pull me under, but my mind refuses to quiet.
• Dante. Luna. Brian. Sasha.