Chapter 9: She Is My Mate
(Eden's POV)
The silk sheets felt like rough sandpaper against my clammy skin as I blinked my way back to consciousness. My limbs ached dully, and my throat burned with each shallow breath I took.
My chest felt as if it were weighed down by bricks. Weak. Broken. The curse had backfired on me, and my body screamed with the consequences.
"How long...?" I rasped, my voice hoarse and barely audible.
A hand near my face paused mid-motion. Sarah was there, her eyes soft and full of worry as she carefully wrung out a cloth over a basin of cool water. The lines on her face deepened as she studied me.
“Three days, dear,” she said softly, dabbing the cool cloth against my forehead. “You’ve been drifting in and out. Gave us all a scare.”
Three days. My chest ti
