Chapter 98

Arrick hands me water and helps me sit on the bed to take a drink before laying me back down.

“I’m sorry,” I say for the hundredth time since he picked me up, carried me back to bed, and tucked me in. He’s spent the last two minutes sweeping off petals and pushing stuff off the bedside to lay a bowl from my bathroom for me and feels my head with the back of his hand.

“For throwing up? Don’t be… It’s not your fault you’re sick.” He seems odd as he says it, and I catch a flicker running across his face. He’s disappointed. I know he is. My stomach drops that I destroyed everything after all the effort he made here.

I am. I’m devastated.

“What is it? Are you upset because I ruined our wedding night?” I catch his arm and pull him back to me needily as he lays my glass down. Hating that I could ruin our special day in this way.

“It’s just sex, Sophs. We can have plenty of that when you feel better. You haven’t ruined anything.” He runs his thumb across my bot