NOAH'S POV

The dreams about me having wings, about being a Life Walker - they weren't just dreams. They were prophecies. Or maybe they were her unconscious mind preparing us both for what was to come.

The golden light around Daisy pulsed once more, then faded.

And she opened her eyes.

"Noah?" she said weakly.

"I'm here," I said, grabbing her hand. "I'm right here."

She sat up slowly, looking around the room with confusion.

"How long was I asleep?" she asked.

"Three days," I replied. "We thought... we thought we might lose you."

"Three days?" she repeated in shock. "But I had the most vivid dreams. They felt like...