Emery’s POV
I snapped my eyes open with a foggy head. I couldn’t see anything clearly because the place was damn dark, and I felt so cold.
I wrapped my hands around my body before realizing I was lying on the damn floor. Where the hell am I? What happened?
I tried standing up, but my legs were wobbly, and the pain, a massive pain, hit through from my hand. I used my other hand and touched it, and I felt a wrap around it.
“Who treated my wound?” I wondered aloud.
I was so lost that I wasn’t able to survey my environment. I didn’t realize an attack was around me and Cecilia, I don’t understand how she behaves. She’s just so unpredictable at times.
She actually did save me. An arrow was coming straight at my heart, and she saved me, but why?
The arrow met my hand instead of my heart,
