Jade.
I woke up weak and extremely sore in parts of my body I didn't even think I could be sore in. My bones felt so brittle, as though the slightest movement would shatter them.
Someone was in my room, standing by the windows. They turned around as I fully regained consciousness.
"Miss, you're awake."
It was Mr. Edward, dressed as usual in his clean cut ensemble of a white shirt, black tailcoat, and a bow tie. His face was pulled taut into a heavy frown.
"Yes," I rasped, still finding it a bit difficult to breathe as a flood of the events that had taken place before I passed out began rushing through my mind like a video tape on rewind.
Vasilis...
My eyes flew wide open as panic flared to life in my chest.
I made to rush out of bed, momentarily forgetting how weak I still was, and my muscles groaned in protest at my attempt at exerting energy I did not possess. I flopped back down into the bed.
Of all times for my immune system to bail on me! Ugh!
