Chapter 23: Rest

I wake up in my room, my head pounding against the bright sunlight streaming through the windows.

I sit up, my side aching.

Ambrose is there in an instant. He sits on the bed and smiles at me.

"Althea?" I ask.

"She's eating with Theo," he tells me. "They've taken quite the interest in each other. She's okay, though."

I shake my head. "What happened? Who were they?"

"I don't know. They took off shortly after I arrived."

"I don't understand. Why would they attack us?"

Ambrose sighs, lifting his hand to push a lock of hair behind my ear.

"I suspect you're getting close to the truth," he says.

I can't help but smile at that. That was the first good news I'd had in a while. If someone was determined to kill me, he was probably right. I was on the right path to discovering the truth.

He laughs. "You look beautifully manic."

I look at him. He looks stunning in the sunlight, and the way he's looking at me…

"Are you okay?" I ask him.

"I'm fine. You, on the other hand,