Louisa was aware of a face close to hers, watching her even before she opened her eyes.
Slowly, she comprehended that she was lying on a bed, in a very quiet room. She caught a familiar scent.
A scent that she so loved and loathed at the same time.
Another scent seemed to be fighting for dominance with Teague's scent, a terrible smell that was almost too much for her to bear. The substance that had been used on her was nothing new to her, but it made her feel like she had been poisoned this time. She remembered feeling sick the last time Amon had made her inhale it, but it was nothing compared to how she felt now. She felt horribly ill and feared she was going to throw up. She couldn't tell exactly whether she was awake or dreaming; everything felt like a nightmare.
She felt her throa
