VANESSA'S P.O.V
"I fell unconscious immediately, and when I woke up, I was in the hospital, surrounded by the sterile smell of antiseptic and the soft beeping of machines. There was something I saw and heard before I lost consciousness, though."
Adrien's eyes locked onto mine, his gaze intense with curiosity. "What's that?" he asked, his deep voice low and soothing.
My face was etched with confusion, my brow furrowed in concentration. "I heard them saying 'take her back, we need her alive.' Also, there was a man who came, and he was wearing a black ring with the crescent moon carved on it." I shuddered at the memory, my heart racing with anxiety.
I looked up at Adrien, and saw his face in deep thought, his eyes narrowed in contemplation. After a while, he looked into my eyes, his gaze
