***Brittney’s POV***
I woke up the following morning to the smell of food. Needless to say, it made me want to jump out of bed and run to the dining room to stuff my face. I was starving. As I tried to lift my head, shooting pain shot up spin and straight to my temples. My muscles were so sore that I wished for death. I groaned, needing someone or something to take this pain away. I opened my eyes and once my vision had cleared, I saw Ethan looking down at me with worry in his eyes. I tried to smile at him, but every muscle in my body felt like it had a thousand needles stabbing me at once.
“How are you feeling love?” I scowled at him but regretted it as pain shot to my temples again.
“Like death.” My eyes shot open at the hoarseness of my voice.
“I will go and get you some water a
