Ambrosia POV
I jerked awake when the door to the room opened. My forehead was pressed against Elijah’s arm still, and I couldn’t remember when I’d fallen asleep. I’d gotten so little rest the last few days, it wasn’t surprising that I’d passed out the minute I was allowed to relax a little.
I glanced at Elijah first- he was still asleep. Then, the window- the light hadn’t changed much, so I couldn’t have been asleep for that long.
My eyes finally fell on Rosalia.
Even I, with my limited social interactions, could tell that she had malicious intent. She pressed her back against the door when she closed it, barring the only exit with her body as her eyes looked me up and down. She sneered when she finally met my gaze, as if she were looking at a bug.
I rose to my feet. “That’s a horri
