Caroline's POV
Rose's tea had a calming effect, but it couldn't heal the wounds in my heart. Once home, I collapsed onto my bed, staring at the ceiling as memories of Draven flooded my mind. Every smile, every touch, every whispered promise—all of it felt like a cruel joke now.
At some point, exhaustion won over my racing thoughts, and I drifted into a restless sleep.When I finally stirred, I found Eleanor sitting beside my bed, watching over me like a guardian angel.
"Well, hello there, Sleeping Beauty. Finally decided to join the land of the living?" Elle teased gently.
I looked at her, feeling my composure crumbling. "Elle, it hurts so much," I whispered, then fell into her embrace, clinging to her as if she were my lifeline.
Elle stroked my hair soothingly. "I know, sweetie. Kyle
