#Chapter 57: Bedside Manners

Rowena

The first thing I noticed was the aching—no, searing—pain in my head. Next, I felt the same pain lower, in my ankle this time. In fact, my whole body hurt, but I was still too far away from consciousness to groan.

Then, I heard the voices: two voices, in fact. My father and Eric. They filtered in through the haze of my unconscious state, tethering me back to the real world once again.