Lilith POV
Lilith woke up slowly, dragged out of darkness by something pulling at her chest. Not pain exactly. More like an ache. A hook lodged beneath her ribs tugging insistently, demanding her attention.
Her eyes felt heavy and her mouth was dry and everything hurt in a distant fuzzy way that told her she had been unconscious for a long time. She blinked against the light filtering through the curtains and tried to remember where she was.
Nicholas's room. She was in Nicholas's bed.
But why?
She tried to sit up and immediately a hand was there, warm and careful on her shoulder.
"Easy. Don't move too fast."
Sebastian.
Lilith turned her head and found him sitting in the chair beside the bed, still holding her other hand like he had been there for hours. He looked exhausted...dark circles under his eyes, his hair disheveled, his shirt wrinkled. But when he met her gaze his whole face transformed with relief.
"You're awake," he breathed. "Thank god you're awake."
