Selena’s POV
I woke up to the familiar sensation of the hospital room. My body wasn’t in agony, so I counted that as a blessing, although I knew that my reckless behavior definitely had pulled some stitches yesterday.
Why had I done it?
I didn’t even know myself. It was stupid and reckless and completely unnecessary. Everyone here already hated me, and yet Elijah had been sort of kind to me. Why had I put him at risk for my own selfish needs to--- to see Rain? Why did my body and mind yearn for him?
It didn’t make any sense!
Groaning, I tried to run a hand down my face, hoping it would explain my unusual behavior. But a tug on my wrist reminded me that I was still hooked up to an IV and--- yeah, maybe that explained it.
Drugs!
“I told you, you wouldn’t like it,” a rough voice sudde
