Chapter Twenty-Four
Ana
My eyes slowly opened as I looked around the room, trying to clear my blurry vision. I was back inside the old bedroom, but someone had placed a medical drip into the back of my hand, the clear tube running up to a stand beside the mattress.
I tried to push myself up against the pillows until a worried, familiar voice cut through the quiet space. "Hey, be careful. Don't move too fast."
I looked up and saw Desmond sitting right by the edge of the bed. Why did he look like he was completely about to break down just seeing me lying here like this? His face was pale, and his voice was completely stripped of his usual commanding tone.
I didn't answer his question. I slowly pulled my hands away from his reach as I looked straight forward at the blank wall. "Why a
