Ella
My head feels…so heavy. I groan, trying to move my hands up so I can press them against my temples, but I can’t move them.
“Easy,” I hear him say beside me and instinctually I turn towards his voice. Where –
“Easy, Ella,” he murmurs, his words thick with emotion. “It’s all right…”
I peel my eyelids apart, then, confused at the effort. It’s like I haven’t opened my eyes for weeks…
My vision comes back to me slowly, the room around me coming into focus with effort. I blink rapidly, looking around at Sinclair, and Cora, and Roger all standing around me, peering at me with worried faces. I feel very suddenly like Dorothy, when she wakes up from her trip to Oz.
“What?” I murmur, my voice thick and my throat scratchy. Suddenly anxious, I try to sit up, pushing at the bed beneath m
