I slowly opened my eyes.
A dull, pounding headache immediately greeted me, and for several seconds, I couldn’t make sense of where I was. I could hear voices nearby, but they sounded muffled, as though I were underwater.
I blinked several times and looked around.
I was lying in a massive bed surrounded by tall, dark wooden posts.
This definitely wasn’t my room.
I pushed myself upright too quickly, and the room spun.
I closed my eyes and waited for the dizziness to pass.
Then I heard someone stir beside me.
I turned my head.
Matthew was asleep in a chair beside my bed, his hand wrapped tightly around mine.
A small smile spread across my face.
Seeing him there immediately calmed both me and Desiree.
He’s here.
I squeezed his hand gently.
The memories came rushing back.
The dri
