Mabel's POV
A dull ache in my waist and another one banging in my head interrupted my peaceful slumber. A painful groan escaped my lips as I held my onto throbbing head with both hands.
My eyes squeezed open but they were hit by the sudden brightness of the room, instinctively closing them back.
“Argh!” I groaned, my throat aching from the dryness.
“You're awake!” I heard a familiar voice call out. “Does it hurt a lot?”
“Dylan?” I called, but it was more like a question. The surprise was evident in my voice. What was Dylan doing here?
“You slept for too long, I was starting to get worried.” He said quietly, rubbing the back of my palm softly.
“Can you open your eyes?” His free palm rested on my forehead, feeling my temperature. I heard him sigh in relief.
“The curtains,” I manage
