OLIVIA’S POV
I stirred awake to the soft glow of morning light seeping through the curtains, the ache in my head throbbing like a drumbeat. My eyelids fluttered open, the ceiling above me unfamiliar and strange. Confusion weighed heavy on me, and as I shifted to sit up, a sharp, searing pain shot through my skull. A soft yelp escaped my lips before I could stop it.
The sound startled Nana and Ben, who were slumped on the chairs beside my bed. Nana’s head jerked up first, her eyes wide with concern. Ben stirred moments later, his face creased with exhaustion and worry.
“Olivia!” Nana was by my side in an instant, her hand brushing my forehead to check my temperature. “Oh, thank the goddess, you’re awake!”
“How are you feeling?” Ben’s deep voice was soft but tinged with worry as he sat o
