Ila’s POV
A monotonous *beep, beep, beep* of machines yanked me from my dreamless sleep; the irritating rhythm resonated through my pounding skull. My insides felt heavy and thick, like I swam through black tar, while my brain was a swirling mess. I rewind through my scattered thoughts, a jumble of half-formed memories, searching for a starting point of the day. Kane came by the house. We went to Katie’s presentation, and she did an amazing job. That makes sense. Then we went to lunch. Still on track. But after that, it’s fuzzy.
‘Poison.’ Juniper reminds me, and I suddenly realize what I did. Her pearl fur appears dull, no longer shimmering in its usual brilliant color. She lay on her stomach with her head between her paws, whining in pain.
‘Oh Juniper! I am so sorry! This is all my
