Aurelia's POV
The first thing I saw when consciousness returned was Cecil's tear-streaked face hovering over me, her eyes red and swollen from crying.
"Oh thank God," she whispered, grabbing my hand and squeezing it tight. "I thought... when they brought you back unconscious, I thought something terrible had happened."
The concern in her voice made my chest tight with guilt.
"Hey," I said softly, squeezing her hand back. "I'm okay. Just exhausted."
"Don't you ever scare me like that again," Cecil said fiercely, wiping her eyes with her free hand. "When Adrian came back without you yesterday, I nearly lost it."
I struggled to sit up, taking in my surroundings. We were back in our resort room, afternoon sunlight streaming through the windows. Someone had changed me into clean, dry clot
