Arabella's P.O.V

My head was pounding and I felt like I had just spent the past week in the Sahara desert. My mouth was so dry that I wasn't even sure if my tongue was still present.

I tried to sit up, when an arm wrapped around my waist and gently helped me sit up, propping my back up against the headboard..

A steel cup came into view and my hands shot out to grab it. I greedily drank the whole cup of cool water and relished in the feeling of the water travelling down my dry throat. I mumbled something along the lines of more and another cup full...