Julian’s POV
At home, I felt special as Amber fussed over me. She was obviously still worried about me, even though I had been given the clear to leave the hospital.
Even with the silver bullets removed from my flesh, the fact that some of the toxin had entered my bloodstream made it hard to shake off.
I was doing okay, could walk around if I needed to, but I got tired easily. I couldn’t stay upright for very long without getting somewhat woozy.
So for now, I was laid up on the couch. With a pillow behind me, propping me upright, my legs were stretched out across all of the cushions.
Alice was on the floor, a coloring book and crayons in front of her.
Amber was busy walking between me and the kitchen and back again. On the coffee table, I had a wide assortment of things, anything I
