Chapter 3

"Baby," he suddenly spoke up, his voice so hoarse I could barely hear him. "Don't be scared. The temperature will go up soon."

He raised his hand, and a faint glow flickered in his palm.

That was the light of his power.

For the past ten days, I'd seen that glow countless times. I'd always complained it wasn't bright enough, or that it made the room too dry, always nitpicking something. But I never once wondered what that glow was really burning away.

It was his life.

I rushed over and grabbed his hand.

He was stunned, and the glow…