Angela opened her eyes, and her whole body screamed in pain. She felt like she had been dragged on sharp stones and kicked over and over again. That was exactly what happened. She still remembered the way Alex's punch slammed into her left eye. It burned, sharp like a bee sting but heavier, deeper, and cruel.
"Finally, you're awake," Stales said with a weak smile, kneeling beside her and gently helping her sit up.
Angela ran her fingers through her hair, but even that small movement made her wince. Her arms throbbed. She could barely use them during the fight, and now, they felt like they had no strength left. Her brain felt like someone had wiped it clean.
