ELENA'S POV
“What are you doing here, Zeus?” I asked, my voice shaky as I tried to sit up. He was quick to place his hand on my shoulder, holding me gently, but firmly.
“Easy, Elena,” he said softly.
My head throbbed, the pain making it hard to think straight. I looked around the room, confused. This wasn’t my room, or any room I’d ever seen before. It was cold, dimly lit, and unfamiliar. My eyes went toward the door, praying Ethan would walk through it with an explanation. He was taking too long.
Zeus must’ve noticed. “Looking for someone?” he asked, his smile twisted, seeming off.
“What happened? Why are you the only one here? And… whose room is this?” My voice was tense.
“Our space,” he said, stretching the words like a melody. “A place that will soon be filled with love.”
“What
