Jasmine POV
I must have fallen asleep again. When I finally stirred awake, the room was dimly lit, the early signs of dawn creeping through the window. My body felt rested, but my mind was anything but. Reagan had knocked me out with that damn spell, and though I was still upset about it, I knew he meant well.
He sat on the edge of the bed, his back to me as if he was waiting for me to wake up. I stretched, trying to shake off the heaviness that still lingered in my limbs.
“You’re awake,” he said without turning around. His voice was soft, but I could hear the hint of tension there.
I sighed. “Yeah, I’m awake. I guess I needed the rest more than I thought.” I tried to keep the irritation out of my voice, but a part of me still felt unsettled. I hated that he’d put me under like that, e
