Lydia’s P.O.V
Someone was sleeping beside me.
That was the first thought I had as soon as I woke up to the warmth of someone’s body and their arms around me.
But when I opened my eyes, all I saw was darkness.
Panic started to set in as I brought my fingers closer to my face and touched my eyelids to make sure that my eyes were indeed open. They were, but I couldn’t see anything.
The bullet was pressing on my optic nerve.
Removing the arm from around my waist, I sat up in bed rapidly while searching around with my hands to remember where I was. Thankfully, I still had clothes on, that means whoever I was with, didn’t do anything to me last night. I was trying to keep my panic at bay, but my movements were jerky, alarmed.
And then I felt movement beside me along with the rustling of
