(Aurora’s POV)
A dull ache pulsed through my body as my eyelids fluttered open. At first, everything felt unfamiliar, the soft sheets, the dim morning light filtering through the curtains, the faint scent of antiseptic in the air. Confusion clouded my mind for a moment, but then, like a flood, the memories of last night crashed into me. The rain. The fear. The exhaustion.
I took a shaky breath and tried to move, but pain shot through my limbs, forcing me to stop. My muscles protested every slight motion, a reminder of the ordeal I had endured.
As my eyes adjusted, I noticed the figures surrounding me and my breath caught in my throat.
On my left, Asher sat against the headboard, his arms crossed, his head tilted slightly to the side as he slept in an awkward sitting position. His brows
