Chapter 85

Skye wriggled his way up to the bed, but then he remembered Lydia's words. Avoiding Angelica's hand, he carefully scooted over to her side and lay down next to her. His body was warm like any other child's. Even through the thin hospital gown, she could feel the warmth radiating from him. It was this warmth that gradually drove away the lingering chill from her long sleep. "Are you here alone, Skye?" she croaked, trying to sound as gentle as possible. Her stomach no longer hurt, but her throat still stung. Skye's face was flushed as he shook his head. He nuzzled her face affectionately, and she couldn't help but smile. She tried to sit up by propping herself on the bed. Sensing her intention, the boy immediately propped up the pillow for her. "Thank you, Skye." He pressed his lips together shyly and knelt beside her. Mimicking a move he'd seen in a cartoon, he gently massaged her shoulders. This scene was what greeted Lydia the moment she returned with lunch. "Angie,