Interlude: Chapter 12

Amy

Amy opens her eyes and struggles to focus her eyesight. Alexei was standing by the bed and she immediately thought that was odd; Dimitri would never allow him to stand by her bed. “Alexei?” she calls faintly, her throat parched. Alexei heads over to her, a look of concern in his eyes. “Amaranthe,” he calls out and flies to her, placing a palm lightly on her shoulder. She frowns at his reaction, then she glances around the room and froze.

She was not in the penthouse; this was a hospital room. Sitting up in bed, she gestures to Alexei for a glass of water and inhales it completely while searching around the room. “What happened, Alexei?” she eventually asks as he takes the glass from her. He steps over to her bedside and leans down, “It seems you had a massive anxiety attack, Amaranthe. You’ve been here since yesterday evening.” He explained to her, and the image came back of her clasping her che