CYRILLA'S POV
Aside from Hunter, no one else seemed more thrilled to see me again after I apparently died from the venom than Millie and Laura. Hunter forced me to a two-day bed rest, although half the time I wasn’t actually resting. We were doing something else.
They shrieked with glee and rushed toward me for a hug when they finally saw me out of the room.
Laura pulled me into a tight embrace, as if trying to convince herself I was real. "I thought… we thought we'd never see you again," she whispered, her voice trembling. "We missed you so much."
When she finally let go, Millie stepped forward and gently cupped my face, her eyes wide with disbelief. "How is this possible?" she breathed. "We all saw you die—your heart stopped. We were devastated."
I shrugged. “No idea.”
Their joyfu
