Rebecca
When I wake up, it's only for a brief moment. I'm in a bed, and even though my wounds are recovering, I'm dizzy.
Kind eyes meet mine, and I feel like crying when I see William's face inches from mine.
He whispers. "Rest some more."
I pass out and dream of nothing.
When I wake up the second time, I get the sense a lot of time has passed. Not hours, more like an entire day, or maybe even days. Regardless, I blink until my eyes finally open.
A groan leaves my lips, and I smack my tongue. My throat is parched, and it feels like I've been run over by a tractor. Both eyelids are heavy, but I manage to keep them open.
I'm staring straight into tanned skin, and my nose is buried between two fat pecs. Two insanely huge arms are wrapped around my head, and my whole body is presse
