ALLISON.

“I think it suits her. Don’t you, Amaris?” Wesley said.

“It has a nice ring to it,” Mason commented.

“You pick a nice name, Allison,” Liam approved.

River also gave me a smile. He seemed to like it too.

“Amaris,” I whispered while stroking her little hand.

A gasp escaped my lips when she smiled through her closed eyes as if she were hearing her name in her dreams.

“Yeah, I think she likes her name too,” Wesley said, chuckling. “But I’m sure Amaris would appreciate it more if her mother would fully recover.”

I slowly stretched out my fingers. These were the only parts of my body that...