Chapter 50

Amelia

My eyes flutter open, squinting against the harsh light filtering into the room. As I move to shield my eyes with my right hand, I’m startled to find it stuck in something. Turning toward it, my eyes widen in surprise as I see Nickolas sleeping soundly on my hand.

A rush of confusion floods through me as I quickly scan my body, only to find that all my wounds are miraculously healed, with not a single scar in sight. It’s impossible. What the hell happened?

With a sense of disbelief, I carefully extract my hand from under Nickolas’s head, sitting up as I stare in awe at my fully healed body. The events of the previous night flood back to me in a whirlwind of memories, but none of them offer any explanation for this miraculous recovery.

“You’re awake,” Nickolas says, his voice tinged with exhaustion as he yawns, dark circles under his eyes.

My gaze shifts to his hand, where I notice a scar. Could it be possible? My brows furrow in confusion