CHAPTER 17
Her eyes fluttered as she tried to open them, the ache almost too much to bear. Her whole body felt weakened, like she'd never be able to move again no matter what she did. Macey groaned and tried to move on to her side only to be stopped by two firm hands on her shoulders pushing her back.
"Not yet," a soothing voice said.
Whose though? She couldn't work it out through the haze in her mind. It was almost as if she'd gone out the night before and emptied the bar of booze. That couldn't be right though, she hadn't drunk in years. Not since she'd come back to find her brothers...
She choked at the memory.
"Quick! Bring a bowl!" the voice yelled.
She wasn't sure what was happening around her but strong soothing hands touched her. She felt safe even with the confusion crashing
