Delilah’s Pov
I don’t know how long I’ve been out.
My eyes flutter open slowly, and the brightness of the room almost blinds me for a moment. It feels strange… too quiet. My body feels lighter, but pale, empty, and fragile, like all my strength was drained away.
I push myself up a little, trying to sit, when a soft voice beside me says,
“Take it easy. You need to rest.”
I turn and finally notice her, a girl sitting by the edge of the bed.
She’s pretty. Very pretty. Her dark brown hair is long and falls softly over her shoulders, and her features are delicate. She looks young, but not too young.
I blink at her, confused.
“I… I’m not feeling the pain anymore,” I say slowly, touching my side where I remember claws tearing through me, where I remember someone pressing cloth deep into m
