Chapter Twenty-Three
A warm hand pressed against Helena’s forehead as someone coaxed her back to the waking world. Soft blankets tangled around her legs and she tried to roll onto her side, confusion clouding her mind. Where was she?
“Dell?” she murmured.
“Sister.”
The voice had her jolting awake and flinching away from his touch. Her eyes snapped open to find Cole’s face staring down at her, a concerned frown tilting his lips.
Pain pulsed in her temples and radiated down her torso as images flooded her mind. Cole’s fist. A foot to the stomach.
A tear leaked from the corner of her eye. She’d been so sure he wouldn’t hurt her. So sure the brother she’d known was still in there somewhere.
Because she saw him. As he sat on the edge of her bed, his hand hovering over her hair, he looked
