The first thing I noticed was the pounding in my head, a relentless drumbeat that echoed with every breath. Then came the sharper and more insistent pain on my chest, just below my left collarbone. It was as though needles were pressing into my skin, each one demanding attention. I groaned softly, trying to piece together where I was and how I had ended up like this.
As the fog in my mind began to clear, a large hand wrapped around mine. Strong, steady, familiar. Dominic. Even with my eyes closed, I could recognize him by touch alone. I tried to open my eyes, but they felt glued shut, as if the effort was too much for my tired body.
“Here, Luna Luna,” Sophie’s soft voice broke through the haze, her tone uncharacteristically somber. There was a something broody in her words that tugged
