Mara’s POV

A soft groan escaped me as I blinked into the dim stillness of my room.

My head throbbed.

I pushed myself upright, the air thick and quiet around me. Reaching for my phone with trembling fingers, I blinked at the screen.

*12:43 a.m.*

My breath hitched.

Midnight?

And then, like a wave everything came rushing back.

The accident.

Elias.

I shot to my feet, dizziness swirling but ignored.

“Oh God,” I whispered, breath shaky.

I didn’t care about the pounding in my head. I had to see him.

I needed to know he was alive.

The hallway was dead silent as I stepped out. Everyone else must have...