ELISA’S POV
I was woken up by voices in my head.
At first, I thought it was only a whisper in my dream.
“Elisa… Elisa, wake up…” the voice said.
I frowned, my brows tight as I turned on the pillow. My mind felt clouded, like it was wrapped in fog. For a moment, I wanted to stay in that fog forever. But the voice came again, a little louder and clearer this time.
“Elisa… it’s me. Wake up…”
My eyes snapped open, and the first thing I saw was the ceiling above me. For a moment, I just lay there staring at it, blinking slowly. The blanket felt rough against my skin, and the air smelled faintly of ashes and smoke.
At first, I was totally confused. It took me a moment to remember where I was, even though it was my room.
Then my mind started to replay everything, Alec’s cold eyes, the cha
