Madison POV
‘Morning Madison, did you sleep well?’ Jacob asked. His voice was softer and much deeper than I had expected, and I was surprised that I did not mind the sound of his voice or the kind tone he had used.
‘As well as one could be, in an unfamiliar bed, and a booming head from whatever that jab had in it, I am still a little foggy and have a low-grade headache from it.’ I tried to be as pleasant as possible, even if that was the last thing I wanted to do.
‘I am sorry to hear that you are still unwell, your reaction to the drug was unexpected. I can see if we have something for your headache if you need it?’ he had sat at the table, looking down at the unfinished breakfast tray.
‘No, thank you, I have had enough drugs in me at the moment. I will wait for it to clear on its own,
