Chapter 71: Too Late?

SKYE

I opened my eyes and was immediately met with sighs of relief.

“Oh, thank god,” Naomi exclaimed. “You finally woke up! I thought you freaking died or something!”

I rubbed my eyes awake and looked around the unfamiliar surroundings.

“Where are we?” I asked.

As of now, Mark, Matthew, Naomi, and Summer were in the room.

“We’re in the lounge inside the church,” Mark said. “One of the priests is also a practicing doctor, and he told us that you’ll be fine and that you didn’t hit your head much.”

I sat up from the bed, and Mark gently guided me.

“What even happened?” Naomi asked. “One moment, you were on the ladder, and the next moment, you were already toppling off. You should have left the others to do the job.”

I made eye contact with Summer, and she immediately evaded my eyes.

I scowled and nodded my head toward her.

“Ask her,” I passively said, still upset by her carelessness.

They all turned their attention toward her.

Naomi frowned. “What did you do?” she asked in a threateni