Chapter 98 Who Exactly Are You

After a grueling journey, we finally reached a local home in the village. The host welcomed us warmly, and the small two-story house had a cozy charm, but I quickly fell ill. My health had always been fragile, and the relentless travel of the past few days left me with a fever that just wouldn't break. Even my thoughts felt muddled. When Calvin called, Lyra answered for me. I couldn't hear what he said but I could sense his worry. Two days later, the rain finally ceased. I was still battling a lingering fever. Dylan wasted no time and got me onto a tractor right away. "You should get to the hospital for an injection before the fever gets so bad you start hallucinating!" he said. He borrowed a coat from the host, wrapped it around me, and held me in his arms. I tilted my head up and stared at his profile. Suddenly, Calvin's face flashed in my mind. In my junior year of college, I pulled three all-nighters in a row to finish a paper, only to collapse from sheer exhaustion. In a da