Olivia's POV
Two Days Later
The healing process was slow. Levi's muscles had wasted away, and the venom had left his heart scarred. But today was the first day the healers allowed him into a wheelchair.
I pushed him out into the garden. He looked stronger, but his eyes were constantly scanning the grounds, searching for the two little girls who had been avoiding him like the plague. We found them by the fountain, playing with their dolls. Lennox was sitting on a nearby bench, watching them.
"Wait," Levi whispered, his hand stopping the wheel of his chair. He took a shaky breath. "Let me try. Just me."
I stepped back, my heart in my throat, as Levi used his arms to slowly roll himself toward his daughters.
"Lyra? Lana?" he called out, his voice still a bit raspy.
