Jaxon
The light is blinding, and my head is pounding like someone’s using it as a drum. I groan, trying to push through the fog in my brain. What the hell happened? Everything feels off, like I’m not really... me anymore.
I try to lift my arm, but it feels like I’m dragging it through mud. My body’s heavy, weak. I blink a few times, trying to focus, and then I see her. Nina. She’s next to me, curled up against my side, her face calm in sleep. My first reaction is to panic. Why the hell is she here?
I sit up too quickly, and the throbbing pain in my head only gets worse. “Goddamn it...” I wince, rubbing my temples. My hand brushes against something cold. I look down. There’s blood on my shirt, dried. What the f**k happened to me?
I glance at Nina again. She’s still asleep, looking peace
