Sanaya’s P.O.V

“I’m right here…”

“Lance?” I asked groggily as the fog slowly cleared from my mind.

Everything that had happened flashed before my eyes as the fog cleared and I pressed my fingers to my temples to stop the sudden throbbing, only to notice wires hooked to my arm.

Keith.

He was back.

I remember seeing him at the charity dinner…and then…

“Did I faint?” I asked hoarsely.

“No. You had a stress attack.” Lancelin told me, squeezing my arm lightly.

His hand was warm, comforting. I didn’t feel as stressed when he was around. It felt like I could take on the world. Slowly, I tightened my fingers...