Chapter 38: lay

Jessy's POV

The flickering candlelight cast a gentle glow across the room, illuminating Mr. Lucas' pallid face. He lay unconscious, the poison from the witch's vile concoction wreaking havoc within him. The room felt heavy with worry and desperation, but Jessy was determined to do everything in her power to nurse him back to health. After all, he had been there for her when she faced near-death experiences at the hands of those wicked witches.

She gently dabbed his forehead with a damp cloth, her heart aching with concern. Memories of their tumultuous past flooded her mind—their relationship had often resembled a game of cat and mouse. Yet, in this moment, as she watched him struggle, a different emotion welled up within her. She realized how much she needed him for the battles that lay ahead, the ones she couldn't even fathom.

As she carefully brushed a strand of hair from his face, Mr. Lucas stirred. His silver eyes fluttered open, locking onto her gaze. Jessy was caught off guard, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. The intensity in his eyes held her captive, and for a brief, suspended moment, it was as if the world stood still.

His grip on her hand tightened, his touch warm and comforting. She couldn't look away from those captivating silver eyes, which seemed to hold an entire universe within them. There was an unspoken connection, a silent understanding that transcended their past disagreements and conflicts.

In that fragile moment, their differences seemed inconsequential, and the magnetic pull between them was undeniable. It was as if fate itself had conspired to bring them together, to bridge the gap that had kept them apart.

Their faces drew closer, their lips mere inches apart. Time seemed to hang in the balance, teasing them with the possibility of a tender, unexpected kiss. Jessy's breath hitched, her heart racing in anticipation. Her pink lips tingled with the desire to touch his.

But just as their lips were about to meet, the interruption came. Miss Kelly's voice shattered the spell, jolting them back to the reality of their surroundings. Jessy reluctantly pulled away, her face flushed with a mixture of longing and embarrassment.

Mr. Lucas managed a weak smile, his silver eyes still holding a glint of the unspoken emotion that had passed between them. Jessy knew that they had just brushed against a revelation, a truth that could change everything. For now, though, they had to set aside their emotions and focus on the looming war, where their united strength would be needed more than ever.