Aitana's POV
Consciousness crashed over me like a tidal wave.
My eyes flew open, and the world came into focus—too bright, too sharp, every detail humming with impossible clarity. The ceiling above me wasn’t just white; it was a thousand shades of ivory and pearl, the texture of the plaster swirling like living marble. Even the air smelled different, making me groan.
It was too much, all at once.
And my body—
I gasped as sensation flooded through me. Every nerve ending was alight, buzzing with energy so potent it made my bones vibrate. I lifted my hand, and my breath caught.
My skin was glowing—not figuratively, but literally. A soft golden light pulsed beneath my skin, swirling like liquid starlight through my veins. When I flexed my fingers, trails of shimmering energy followed
