Chapter 85

Guiilia

“Why the fuck isn’t she waking up?”

A thick angry voice that could only belong to Vladimir jolted my unconscious body back into life. My eyes were as heavy as lead when I tried to open them, but I struggled to keep my eyelids apart from each other, a groan cracking from my throat.

The room quietened, gazes turning slowly toward me. Vladimir’s eyes met mine; brown to blue. I was moved to tears. Ariel and Igor stood quietly, her eyes also laced with tears. I hated seeing people that mattered to me being in so much pain.

He looked older in a few days of me...