SARAYA'S POV.I opened my eyes and winced as pain shot through my head. It felt like my skull was splitting in two.Groaning, I closed them again, but the pain didn't subside. Slowly, I tried again, opening then gently and then I froze.“Finally awake, are you?”The voice made my eyes snap open. Sitting at the edge of my bed was Grandma, her arms crossed and her face tight with anger.“Grandma?” I croaked, my throat dry. “How long have you been sitting there?” I asked, trying to shake off the grogginess and the eerie feeling of being watched.She didn’t answer. Instead, she pointed at the small table beside me. “Drink that.”I turned my head slowly, spotting a glass filled with some golden liquid. “What is it?”“Honey water,” she said, looking away.On a good day, I would have laughed out loud. Such acts doesn't suit my grandmother in any way. I stared at the glass, eyeing it suspiciously. “Why would you bring me a glass of honey water?” “Because your head is pounding, isn’t it? Or d
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