Everything feels warm and okay. I feel as though I’m floating on clouds and all I wanted to do was fall into a deep sleep. My mind feels fuzzy and my throat might have cotton in it, but it’s still so comfortable.
Suddenly I was violently shaken awake. “Alex!”
Eyes still closed, I swat away whatever is trying to wake me. Sleep. I just wanted to sleep.
“Stay with me, Alex.” The voice continued as I was shaken yet again.
Annoyed now, I opened my eyes. A handsome man— oh, it’s just him. Lev Morozov is staring at me intently, hovering above, eyes bright and worried. He examined me closely and for some reason his close proximity made me giggle. I slapped him across the face, unable to help myself as I burst into another fit of giggles.
He ignores the hit, his cold hands on my shoulder. I
