Harlee POV
“Harlee, Harlee honey speak to us. Harlee!” Ash was patting my face in an attempt to rouse me I would presume, but the last pat was closer to a slap with the accompanied stress on my name and I yelped. “Oh thank God, she’s in there. I never..” There was a shaky breath and a cool forehead met mine. Ash’s autumn breath mingled with mine and I inhaled greedily.
“Ash..” I groaned. “Did you hit me?” There was a shaky laugh from Ash and a stronger one from Sands. I cracked open my eyes.
“Oh Ash did. Most definitely.” Sands chortled.
“You don’t have to sound so amused about outing me.” Ash hissed, glaring at him. “I only did it because I thought.. Well I was afraid that..”
“You were gone for a little while there.” Sands smoothed my hair. “As in, your soul had disap
