Phoebe slept for two full days and nights. She was in a deep, heavy slumber. Perhaps she was simply too exhausted to wake up, lying in bed without the slightest desire to stir.
Her whole body felt weak; even opening her eyes seemed like too much effort. She wanted nothing more than to surrender to sleep.
When she finally awoke, she found herself no longer in the hospital, but in a completely unfamiliar environment. Her hands clutched the blanket tightly as she anxiously scanned the room.
Pushing the covers aside to get out of bed, she discovered that her clothes had been changed. A shiver ran through her body.
Just then, the door swung open, and when Gavin walked in, he barely dodged the object she had thrown at him.
"What did you do to me?" she demanded, picking up whatever she cou
