Rory's POV
It was like dragging myself up from the bottom of a deep, black ocean.
I strained awake with every ounce of effort I had left. My body felt heavy, leaden, as though each limb had been replaced with stone. Even my eyelids resisted me, clinging stubbornly to the dark.
What… happened? I blinked until the room sharpened into focus, faint light bleeding through the curtains, the faint scent of linen and something floral. My room.
I lay there for a few more seconds, then the thought struck me.
What has Indi done to me? The f**k.
My heart kicked against my ribs, fast and loud. I turned my head, scanning the room for any sight of her, that quiet, deceptively soft-spoken girl who always acted like she was just helpful. My pulse spiked higher with every second she wasn’t in my line
