Jenny awoke to a startling brightness, with a headache that could blast meteors out of space. She opened her eyes and stared about her with some confusion. She was in a beautiful room. The bed she was laying in was a lovely white-covered bed, with deep-red rose pillows. Whatever was she doing there? she wondered groggily.

“I thought I had lost you,” came a deep male voice beside her, with a sigh of relief.

At the words, Jenny quickly turned her head and spied a man sitting in a chair, watching over her. Tears erupted from her eyes then, and she flung a hand toward him.

“Jeiel,” she cried, feeling...