Elena’s POV
The guys found it amusing, but they also noticed I had barely touched my meals lately.
"You really didn’t need to do that for me," I said.
"Why not? It felt good putting that bastard in his place," Nico replied. The others chuckled while I managed only a weak smile.
"Asher, you threatened to go above the Captain’s authority. Were you serious? Because they might try to transfer one of us over this," I said.
"I won’t allow that to happen. You have my word," he said.
I stared down at my untouched tray and propped my elbow on the table, massaging my temples.
"Another headache?" Koa asked.
"Yes. They’ve been constant lately. I can’t understand why. I never used to get them," I said.
"Want some aspirin?" Nico offered.
"No thanks. I’ll manage. I just want to finish eating and take a hot shower," I said.
We ate the rest of our meal without conversation, but when the other firefighters started flooding in, the noise level became unbearable.
Fortunately I had nearly finished, so I excused myself and headed back to the dormitory.
The guys stayed behind. They mentioned having business to attend to.
I went straight for a long, steaming shower, hoping it might provide some relief.
After getting dressed, I collapsed onto my bunk.
I found myself wishing Asher and I could have more private moments together, but exhaustion made that impossible. I was constantly drained.
I attempted to fall asleep before the others returned to the dormitory, but sleep evaded me. My body refused to settle.
I felt incredibly uncomfortable, sweat poured from every pore, my headache intensified, and nausea washed over me in waves.


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