Jane's POV
I slowly opened my eyes, it felt heavy, and the lights were not helping. Pain flowed through my body. And the memories came flooding back.
I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain pierced my head.
A gentle hand pressed me back onto the bed.
"Easy, Jane," a soft voice whispered.
I turned toward the face, It was Noel
He had a relieved look on his face
His eyes were red-rimmed, and I saw a stain of tear on his cheek, Had he been crying?
"Hey," he whispered, his voice cracking.
I tried to speak, but my throat felt dry.
"Noel..." I croaked.
He handed me a glass of water.
I sipped, feeling the cool liquid soothe my parched throat.
"What... happened?" I asked.
Noel's expression turned sad.
"You've been asleep for two days," he said.
"Two days?" I repeated.
He nodded.
"Th
