Chapter 242

Delilah

The light was too soft.

Everything felt hazy and my head just felt heavy, heavier than I wanted to admit that it was.

That was the first thing I noticed.

Not the pain, not the silence, but the softness of it. Like morning trying too hard to pretend everything was fine.

Like everything just seemed to be going back to the way it was. And yet deep down I seemed to know that it wasn’t. Deep down I found myself doubting how everything was going to be.

I opened my eyes slowly. The ceiling above me was familiar. Wood. Painted white. The infirmary. Lysandra has been here for a while. I knew this room more than anything else. And to find myself sleeping on her bed made me wonder where she was at all. She was the one who was supposed to be resting, recovering. I remembered the war. I remembered seeing her, but I didn’t know what else happened.

A blanket was tucked around me. Too warm. Too careful.

I blinked again, trying to regula