I woke up with a pounding headache. A groan escaped my lips as I felt a gentle swaying motion, which only intensified the throbbing in my temples.
What on earth is happening?
I managed to flutter my eyelids open, momentarily blinded by the glaring lights above me. As my vision cleared, I found myself gazing up at Luke's strikingly perfect face. "Luke?" I murmured, confusion lacing my words, and I winced as I shifted my jaw, feeling an uncomfortable ache in my facial muscles.
What happened? Why does my face hurt so much?
Luke's gaze met mine, relief evident in his mesmerizing grey eyes. "Arabella!" he exclaimed, letting out a breath he seemed to have been holding. "Just hold on a moment, I’m almost there." His voice was hurried, tinged with urgency. "Don't drift off again."
It was only
