TESSA'S POV

The scratchy sheets felt like sandpaper against my skin, a stark contrast compared to the cold floor I had collapsed on earlier. My eyelids remained stubbornly shut, the words of Adrian ringing in my head, I had been awake as a matter of fact when he came. I had gained consciousness about 30 minutes ago but I felt content with just lying there and pretending to still be out cold.

My mind went back to the events of the meeting hall, Adrian's face etched with disbelief and …may I say…. fear, Giselle's gaze and her snarky comments, the effects of the poison overwhelming me before I succumbed to...