YILENA HOLT POV

My lung was on fire.

I twitched, the horrible, suffocating burn forcing my body into panic before my mind could even catch up.

Something was pressing hard against my throat, forcing my head back into the mattress and cutting off my air little by little.

I tried to move, to pull myself out of the darkness but all I managed was a few twitches. My body felt impossibly heavy, almost as if someone had tied weights to each of my limbs and then thrown me face down into ice-cold water.

Helena.

Fuck! As if bashing me over the head wasn't enough, she was trying to drown me...