Samantha P.O.V
I could feel a warm, moist breath on my face, nudging me gently towards consciousness. My eyes rolled, but they refused to open. The breath grew stronger until it was almost… too unbearable.
As soon as I opened my eyes, I was greeted by a blurry world. I blinked hard, trying to shake off the sleep.
Once I was sure that my vision was clear enough, I looked up at the figure standing in front of me. Immediately, I felt a sharp pain in my chest as I stared at a face I knew all too well, a face that was engraved into my memory like a scar.
The eyes, the nose, the mouth—it was all the same, without even a slight change. I stared blankly at it for a few more seconds before finally finding the courage to speak.
“Eliza… Is… Is that really you?” I stammered, too scared to bre
