Chapter 29: The things we don't say.  
Bella Richards. 

I couldn’t sleep properly that night. I would wake up from nightmares that I would dream of, or even the slightest noise he would make. His fever had returned only one time that night, but my sleep was interrupted countless times out of my own worries. I knew I shouldn’t care that much, but I couldn’t help it. Those soft groans or grunts would wake me up in a snap.