Angelina POVI blinked, slowly forcing my eyes open, and let my groggy brain gather the horrific events of the previous night. I remembered going to the gala with Danzel. I remembered him being completely consumed by business. And then... I remembered that terrifying man in the bathroom.I gasped, shooting bolt upright in bed, but instantly winced in agony as a sharp pain tore through my back."Hey! Careful," Susan's soft voice pulled my attention across the room. She was sitting anxiously on the plush armchair.I tried to speak, but my throat was painfully dry. A violent, rattling cough scratched up my throat instead. She quickly jumped up, poured a fresh glass of water from the bedside pitcher, and handed it to me. I took it with shaking hands and practically downed the entire glass in three huge gulps."How are you feeling now, Angel?" Susan asked, her brown eyes swimming with deep concern."I'm fine now," I whispered, forcing a small, reassuring smile. "Um—who brought me back here?
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