Candela's p.o.v
The sun’s rays burst through the half-drawn curtain like a damn spotlight. My eyes fluttered open, only to slam shut again.
My head… God. It felt like someone had taken a sledgehammer to it. A dull, throbbing ache pulsed through my skull, each beat syncing with the pounding of my heart. My tongue was dry, my limbs heavy, and for a long, dazed moment… I couldn’t remember where the hell I was.
The bed beneath me was soft. Too soft. The sheets were cool and smelled faintly of cedar and… spice?
What the…
I shifted slightly. Regret hit fast and hard.
“Oh no,” I groaned, my voice barely above a whisper as I tried to sit up.
Bad idea.
Pain exploded behind my eyes, forcing me to collapse back onto the pillows with a hiss. My hand flew to my forehead, rubbing at my temple li
