Chapter Twenty Nine
THE first thing Ava registered was the soft material against her skin. She could tell she was on a bed and from the familiar scent, it was most likely the bed she shared with Lucas.
Her fingers moved against the sheets a little as she regained consciousness. Slowly, her blue eyes fluttered open only to squint at the bright light. She let them adjust before opening them fully to see a scruff of brown hair on bed. Lucas was lying on his hands, facing away from her, presumably sleeping.
She looked down at the portion of her body not covered by the thick duvet to see it clad in one of Lucas' t-shirts and a cast covering her left arm. From wiggling around a little, it was clear that she had hurt the left side of her torso too.
Unable to get up, Ava just sighed and ran he
