Chapter 80
AMELIA’s POV
I struggled to get up from bed but a striking migraine hit me, making me lay down back gently. I tried standing again, but forcefully this time; I managed to sit up; my mind was foggy, and my body was aching. I felt like I had been involved in a draining work overnight, just like I had helped some people with logs of wood.
The flashes of how the masked assassin loomed over me ran through me; his eyes were gleaming with a sister intent. He looked so hungry like he was ready to devour anything he laid his eyes on, but not me. With a surge of adrenaline, I summoned all my strength and pushed him away from my body.
It still caught me by surprise how he had entered my room and appeared to me like I was dreaming. If I hadn't fought him back, I'd have been dead or
