ELINA
“Elina! s**t, Elina, wake up!" I hear Zane's anguished voice.
“Elina, please don't do this to me,” he pleads.
I feel him putting his arms around me to lift me up, as he mutters, "I will take you to the infirmary and you will be fine. Please wake up, if this is some kind of joke it's not funny, Elina, please,"
My eyes open slowly and Zane's pale face looms over me, we are still in the closet, and I notice my face is covered in sweat, my hands and legs are shaking, and my breathing is ragged.
“Elina! Oh, thank the moon goddess, you finally woke up. Are you alright? Tell me you're okay,” he tells me worriedly, and I nod.
“I am so sorry,” Zane tells me.
"Why do you apologize?" I ask him with a shaky voice.
"I shouldn't have dragged you here, or been so rough, I… I’m sorry, I got
