Elara's POV
My eyes snapped open to the soft morning light filtering through the windows. Every muscle in my body screamed in protest as I tried to sit up. My neck felt like someone had twisted it wrong, my back ached like I’d been sleeping on rocks, and my legs were cramped from being curled up all night on this stupid couch.
I groaned quietly, rubbing the sore spot on my shoulder. This damn couch had punished me more than Thorne ever could.
I glanced over at the huge bed. Empty. The sheets were rumpled but cold-looking, like no one had slept there. A strange twist pulled in my chest…something sharp and uncomfortable. Where the hell did he go? Whatever. I pushed the thought away fast. It didn’t matter. He could disappear for all I cared.
I forced myself up, ignoring the stiffness in m
