[Astasia’s POV]
I stare at the hostile woman who lets a slow smile begin to spread across her face, and as she begins to move toward me, I jump up.
“Valoria,” the old woman sighs. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Me?” The hostile woman, Valoria, asks. “I’m just checking on the patient. Isn’t it obvious?”
As she moves, everything in me screams to get up in flee, but my body feels like it weighs a ton, and the slightest movement hurts like hell.
“Where is this?” I demand, turning my gaze to the old woman. “Tell me!”
“Sweetheart, calm down.” The woman tries, but there’s no way in hell that I’m calming down, not when I woke up in an odd place after almost dying, and that damned Valoria was making it clear that she wanted to do something.
“Answer my question!” I snap, ignoring the pain
