* ZARA’S POV*
The white lights overhead were too bright.
I blinked slowly, disoriented, a strange hum in my ears. Everything smelled like antiseptic. My throat was dry. My limbs felt heavy. I shifted slightly and winced.
"She's waking," a familiar voice said.
Zayd.
I turned my head slowly. He was there sitting at my bedside, sleeves rolled up, eyes dark with worry. It was the first time I’d seen him so undone.
“What... happened?” I managed, my voice a whisper.
He leaned closer. “You fainted at home. You were unconscious for nearly an hour. you were drugged.”
The words sank in slowly. Flashes came back ...Aiden. Tea. Darkness.
I gasped, trying to sit up, but Zayd gently pressed me back down. “You’re okay now,” he said firmly. “You’re safe.”
A nurse came in, took my vital
