Cheyenne’s POV
I could hear people whispering around me but wasn’t sure where I was. I tried to open my eyes but they wouldn’t budge. I even tried to move my fingers, toes, anything, and nothing would move. I was still very tired and I tried to remember what happened to get to this state. That’s when it all started to piece together in my head slowly. The memories from the fight. I felt a tear slid down my cheek just before the blackness of sleep overtook me again.
I’m not sure how long I was out before I came to again. I felt someone holding my hand and I slowly started to open my eyes. As they fluttered open to adjust to the light in the room, I looked around and realized that I was back in my room. I looked to my side to see Jax sitting there holding my hand with his head hung down.
