Talia's eyes snapped open when she felt movement next to her.
Did she fall asleep again? Was this a dream?
She was drifting in and out of restless sleep while looking after Damon, and it took her some time to confirm she was awake.
Talia blinked to see up. It was daylight. She had no idea how much time passed, but she knew that she wiped Damon's body repeatedly and she lost count of how many times she administered the medicine.
A low groan by her side got her attention.
"Damon?", Talia called breathlessly. This groan didn't sound like a pain, but it was what that lazy one Damon makes when he is waking up. Was this really happening?
"Damon?", she called again while getting on her knees next to him so she can see his face better.
His lashes fluttered and she cupped his cheeks. "Damon…", her voice was shaky and overwhelmed with emotions.
His eyes opened slowly, and he looked around in confusion.
