Edgar has a tendency to fuss over you. but never like this.

having gotten sick a week ago, you had become too achy to move with the constant press of a fever. Emily insisted you’d be fine with rest, but Edgar refuses to belief so.

oh, but you don’t miss the way his hands shake. or how his eyes grow wide and he subtly flinches whenever you cough.

you know that look. he is terrified. of you dying, just like Ella.