Jasmine's POV
The ceiling came into focus slowly.
Hospital.
I tried to sit up, but my limbs felt heavy, disconnected. My mouth tasted like copper and something bitter.
"Easy now." A gentle hand pressed against my shoulder. "You fainted. Just rest."
An apprentice healer stood beside the bed, her face kind but blurred around the edges. My vision swam.
"What..." My tongue felt thick. "What happened?"
"Your mate brought you in. Said you collapsed at home." She adjusted the blanket over me. "You're safe now. We're just monitoring you until the doctor returns."
Safe.
The word echoed strangely in my head.
Then fragments started coming back. Christopher grabbing me. The dizziness. The way the room spun before everything went black.
I'd felt this way before. In my past life, after Isab
