Chapter 97

Guilia

My body felt like a thousand other bodies had been piled on it. Making even the slightest movement with my thumb seemed to be a herculean task.

While I forced my eyes open, I also tried to remember why I was in this helpless state at the same time. The air felt different, the bed wasn’t as soft as the one back home. Instantly, it registered in my head.

I wasn’t home, and that was enough to stir me up from my fitful slumber.

The room was empty when I woke up, but it wasn’t dominated by the scent of antiseptic and disinfectants. Instead, it smelt like...