Olive's POV
I leapt up from my position on the floor, a damp rag fell from my forehead and onto my lap. Looking around in confusion, I was relieved to see Ron and Dalton, sitting around a fire, with blankets covering their body from the freezing temperature.
Getting up slowly, I pulled my blanket along with me, walking up to them.
Ron sighted me from a bit afar off, he shuffled to the side, giving me space to sit.
It was difficult to talk as each time I attempted to, the flashes from the previous night invaded my senses, snapping my mouth close.
Atria was nowhere to be seen but after three minutes, I heard her approaching footsteps.
"Oh good. You all are awake", she had a smug grin on her face.
Throwing a generous amount of firewood next to the fire, she dusted off her hand and t
