Chapter 47. Open Your Eyes

Layla’s POV

“Wake up, child. Open your eyes” I squirmed, unable to take a deep breath as I reached out and grabbed the sheets. They wrinkled under my hold, and my legs were kicking and pulling as I tossed in the bed.

“Open your eyes,” that raspy voice said again, but I didn’t want to.

I was in bed. Did that mean that there was someone in the room? Was someone watching me? Terror filled my body, and my eyes shot open as I inhaled my first deep breath and flew up, but I wasn’t in the bed. Looking around, I didn’t see any walls. The hanging lights were gone, and behind me wasn’t a bed; there was nothing, in fact. It was all grass-covered ground and big tall trees that reached towards the sky.

I looked down and saw that I was wearing a white lace top with linen pants and no shoes. The grass tickled the soles of my feet, but touching the earth was calming, and I felt the energies flowing through my body.

“Welcome,” a cottage appeared from nowhere, wi