“Are you okay?” a voice called out the moment I blinked awake.
The harsh glare of the overhead lights forced me to shut my eyes again, but the hum of activity around me coaxed them back open. My gaze darted to the speaker, and my breath caught.
“Paul?” I croaked, wincing as a sharp pain surged through me. My body felt heavy, like it was aflame. “What are you doing here? Did you find me?”
Paul offered a quick, reassuring smile, though it faltered soon after. “I wish I could say I did,” he replied softly. “It was Jane who found you. She heard your voice while leaving one of the rooms and stepped in to help.”
His words drew my attention to the woman standing quietly beside him. “Thank you,” I murmured weakly, my voice barely audible.
Jane gave a kind nod, her tone gentle. “It’s nothing.
