Save Her Lose Us (Evangeline and Soren) novel Chapter 383

Soren recognized him.

It was Finn.

Finn helped Evangeline up, said something to her, and then they both walked toward him.

At the same time, a powerful wave of drowsiness washed over Soren.

He couldn't hold on any longer and closed his eyes.

"He's alive, but his arm's dislocated, and his leg is broken."

"But he's not bleeding much, so it's not life-threatening. No head wound, so he didn't hit his head. He probably passed out from the pain."

Inside the cave, Finn explained the situation to her as he popped Soren’s arm back into its socket.

Soren was heavy and unconscious. It had taken all of Evangeline's strength, combined with a feverish Finn's, to drag him back to the cave.

The night was cold, but Evangeline was sweating from the effort.

Finn was already sick, and after they got back, he couldn't help but gasp for breath.

Evangeline had seen him effortlessly handle several attackers before, and this was the first time she'd ever seen him so exhausted.

"I'll take it from here."

"I know how to handle fractures."

She'd been a mischievous child, prone to falls and injuries, and her family had even kept an orthopedic specialist on call for her.

She had told Finn about this before, so he didn't try to push himself, stepping aside to give her space.

Evangeline first assessed the location of Soren's fracture, then found a relatively thick branch in the cave to use as a makeshift splint.

There were vines in the cave, and Evangeline found a thinner one to use as a rope to tie the splint in place.

As she tied it, she saw Soren's brow furrow in pain.

She hesitated, then tried to be a little gentler.

In a life-or-death situation, she couldn't spare the energy to dwell on her history with Soren. Besides, he was wearing rescue gear; he had clearly fallen while trying to save them.

Once she was done, Evangeline put everything away.

She was about to turn back when she felt a tug on her clothes.

She looked back and saw Soren's hand gripping the hem of her jacket.

His lips moved, as if he were murmuring something in his sleep.

"Soren?"

Evangeline tried calling his name, but there was no response.

She instinctively reached out and touched his forehead.

It was warm, but he didn't have a fever.

Seeing this, Evangeline pulled her jacket from his grasp and paid him no more mind.

The anti-inflammatory medicine worked quickly. The next morning, Evangeline found that Finn's fever had broken. He looked much more alert than before.