Chapter 39
Sora’s pov
I wake up to the smell of antiseptic.
The ceiling is white. Not the Packhouse ceiling.
I shift. Every part of my body hurts. There's smoke in my throat. There's a needle mark on the back of my hand.
I stare at that puncture for a long time. My brain slowly puts the pieces back together.
The nursery.
Yuki's photo album.
The fire.
I remember the fire. I remember sitting on the floor. I remember the smoke getting thicker. I remember closing my eyes. I remember thinking, this is okay too.
Then I don't remember anything else.
"Miss Sora."
Robin is sitting in the chair beside the bed. He sees me wake up. He stands. Picks up a cup of water from the nightstand. Hands it to me.
I take it. I drink. The burn in my throat eases a little.
"Where am I."
"A safe house
