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NADINE'S P.O.V

 

His leg wasn't healing- at least not the way it was supposed to.

It had been a week and although he would never admit it, he was still in terrible pain. The wound wasn't closing the way it should and unfortunately, I had no idea what was wrong.

I did everything by the book, I cleaned it and changed the wrappings as best as I could but the truth was that we were in the middle of nowhere. I couldn't account for bacteria and there were no antibiotics.

"We have to leave today," Rowan said as soon as I walked into the cave, my hair dripping from the small dip I took.

"Excuse me?"

He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "We can't stay here forever. We're on a time sensitive mission, remember?"

"I don't give a fuck about the time. You're not ready."

"I may never be ready."

"If we keep moving, your leg may never heal like it's supposed to. We can't risk it."