Valen.
If someone had told me to have hopes of Diana waking up this early, then I would have sworn that they were liars. The cupping had just started and I could only say that a little of the dark blood in her had started to sip out.
It wasn’t even quarter of it, yet she had opened her eyes. Everyone had rushed to her side, but they let me do the talking. “Can you hear me?” I asked her softly. “Blink or nod your eyes if you can hear me, please.” I added.
“I can actually talk myself.” she crocked. I heaved out a sigh that I had been holding, scared that something might have happened to her. “I have been out for how many days?” she questioned, attempting to sit up and as a result of that, a glass that was used for the cupping popped out of her body.
She groaned at the pain, touching the
