Amara woke up in her room the next day to the sound of her parents’ voices downstairs.
She skipped the whole what happened to me, how did I get here episode.
She knew exactly what happened… bits of it.
But what she didn’t know was why the hell it was past noon when she woke.
“Twelve forty?” A raw whisper left her mouth as she jerked up from bed only to regret that very action.
Her head burned, her eyes stung, everywhere was on fire. A fever? She ached so badly as she forced herself from the bed and walked slowly down the stairs.
Her mom was at the counter, holding a cup of iced tea in hand. She looked up and smiled.
“Amara! You’re awake, you shouldn’t be walking around.”
Amara looked from her mother to her dad and then around the house.
There was not even a single sign that she’d
