My heart stops. One. Two. Three.
Pain shoots through my head so sharply that I shut my eyes, staggering backward to contain it. My phone slips from my hand and cracks on the floor. A muffled sound escapes , a noise that doesn’t sound like me and I’m startled that it registered at all.
But I can’t pull my eyes away from the sight on the bed.
Hassah stirs first, blinking slowly, then her gaze lands on me. Her eyes widen in surprise, sharp and calculating.
“Rayna…” Her voice drips with mockery, a silent, triumphant I told you so. Guess who won now?
She sits up abruptly, clutching the bedsheets to her chest, and I stand frozen, trapped in a trance, unable to move.
George stirs next. He groans, rolling onto his side, clutching his head. His eyes open, then snap shut, then open again, try
