Gasping, Diana woke up with a start. She could still feel it, herself suffocating, her trying so hard to get some air so she could breathe. Hope had been on her way back to Diana’s room carrying a tray of warm milk. She had prepared it for Diana so she could have it after she woke up, but on meeting her in such a situation, she couldn’t help but run into the room while yelling Rake’s name. Placing the tray on the table at her bedside, she tried to calm Diana down.
She wasn’t sure what happened, but she was all wet. She wasn’t sure if this would be her sweat or water, though she couldn’t care otherwise. Placing her hand on her chest, she tried to get her to calm down while slowly making her rest her back on the bed. In this process, Rake and Luke had both run into the room. Luke had heard
