(Harper’s POV)
I once again woke up in darkness, only this time, it wasn’t completely dark. I felt a hand stroking my head and lifted my hand to bat it away. I heard an indignant huff and smiled as Louise moved off the bed. She fumbled with something beside the bed, and the room lit up. I winced against the light.
“Crap, sorry,” she said. “Is it too much?”
“No, it’s okay, I just need to adjust,” I shook my head and immediately regretted it, as the world seemed to roll around, and I felt like I was going to throw up. I lifted my arm and scowled at the cuff on my wrist.
“Damn thing,” I muttered as I pushed myself slowly up to a sitting position. I looked around at the unfamiliar room. I didn’t recognise where I was, but I did recognise my suitcase next to the drawers. The room had an a
