NADINE'S P.O.V
His leg wasn't healing- at least not the way it was supposed to.
It had been a week and although he would never admit it, he was still in terrible pain. The wound wasn't closing the way it should and unfortunately, I had no idea what was wrong.
I did everything by the book, I cleaned it and changed the wrappings as best as I could but the truth was that we were in the middle of nowhere. I couldn't account for bacteria and there were no antibiotics.
"We have to leave today," Rowan said as soon as I walked into the cave, my hair dripping from the small dip I took.
"Excuse me?"
He sighed, running his fingers through his hair. "We can't stay here forever. We're on a time sensitive mission, remember?"
"I don't give a fuck about the time. You're not ready."
"I may never be ready."
"If we keep moving, your leg may never heal like it's supposed to. We can't risk it."
"Too bad because I already packed. We're leaving now."
