Ember’s POV
I woke up with a scream lodged in my throat, and my eyes flew open.
My head was pounding with a terrible headache and everything g felt woozy.
It took a long minute of pressing my kids hard together to alleviate a little bit of the pain, and then, I opened my eyes again, to a spotless, white ceiling that I realised immediately wasn't mine.
I'd spent too long staring blankly at my ceiling, daydreaming, to not realise that it wasn't mine.
It was too high and too bare. Mira and I had decorated ours with starry stickers. This one lacked that.
The air smelled different too, it smelled of leather and cedarwood.
I gasped and sat up immediately, triggering my headache.
The pain hit me and I hurriedly grabbed my head, breathing deeply while my eyes darted around the room quickl
