I felt like someone broke my spine.
It literally felt like someone held me by my back and snapped it in two. The events of last night were a blur in my head as I groaned myself awake.
My head pounded furiously, as if punishing me for an unknown crime. I felt immobile. I could feel my limbs but I couldn’t move them.
I kept my eyes shut, but slowly I was drawn back to reality. The bed that I was in dipped a little, and a gentle touch brushed against my forehead, making me already know who it was.
I forced my eyes open, blinking to adjust to the light—or lack of rather. Still, it only caused my head to pound harder as the image of Drew became clearer.
“You’re awake,” he whispered as he continued to caress my forehead. I tried to nod, but I realised that I couldn’t. In fact
