Amara
I gradually lifted my heavy eyelids. “You're finally awake, Amara,” Magnus exclaimed, his voice filled with relief and concern, as if he had been anxiously waiting for this moment.
My throat tightened as I swallowed hard. “What unfolded before your eyes?” I furrowed my brow, my eyes narrowing as doubt crept into my mind.
His eyes glisten with unshed tears, shimmering like fragile dewdrops on a delicate petal. “Amara, everything is absolutely splendid. You're safe with me,” he whispered, his voice a gentle breeze that wrapped around her like a protective shield.
Every detail is etched into my mind, like a vivid painting that refuses to fade. The memories dance before my eyes, each one a vibrant snapshot of the past.
I'm completely overwhelmed and my mind is struggling to make sen
