Aurora's POV
"How are you feeling?" A doctor asked.
"I—I don't know," I replied, watching a man I barely knew walk in from the corner of my eyes.
"How's she doing doc?" He asked, taking a seat beside me.
"She's recuperating well, Mr Sorrentino; she should be back on her feet in no time," The doctor said and turned back to continue checking the chart in his hands.
"W—who are you?" I asked, my voice raspy, staring at his face to see if I could remember knowing him from anywhere but I didn't.
I just woke up in this room, without any idea of how I got here.
"It doesn't matter who I am, what's important is that you're healing fine and you're free from the Cavarallos," he said, and I felt my breath hitch, my body coursing with something I couldn't define, terror, chaos, the memori
