(Alexander's POV)
A low, throbbing ache pulsed at the back of my skull. I blinked hard, willing the haze clouding my mind to clear. The room spun faintly, its unfamiliar surroundings slowly coming into focus.
Where was I?
Soft fabric brushed against my skin as I shifted in the bed. My shirt clung awkwardly to my chest, wrinkled and damp from what felt like sweat. My senses sharpened slowly, the faint scent of something floral mingling with a metallic tang.
And then, her voice pierced through my fog.
“Alexander?”
Victoria.
I turned my head sharply, catching sight of her beside me. Her blonde hair fell in soft waves over her shoulders, her emerald eyes glistening with something unreadable.
“What…” My voice was hoarse, strained. “What happened?”
She reached toward me, her ha
