Chapter Eighty nine ~ Foggy Awakening
Damia’s POV************
I blinked once.
And blinked the second time, my eyes slowly adjusting to the bright beam of sunlight coming from the windows.
I groggily opened my eyes again. My head was pounding like a drum and I could feel my eyes burning really bad with a headache. I rubbed at my temples, trying to massage away the pain.
I tried sitting up but my vision was blurry and it seemed like the room was rotating.
As my vision slowly cleared, I looked around, slowly taking in my surroundings. I was in a room with plain walls, simple furniture, and a window widely opened. I slowly realized that I was in my room back at the cottage.
A steaming cup of coffee sat on the table beside me, and I felt a wet rag on my forehead, cooling my skin
