Chapter 11. Dark Medicine

Rhea’s POV

The light from the sun panned through my curtains and onto my red wooden bed, casting a bit of its light on my face.

I tried to snap my eyes open, but there were still some sleepy grains on them, making my eyelids heavy.

I hissed in pain as I felt a sharp thud around my head, groaning painfully.

My nose twitched slightly as a pungent smell hit it; it smelled awful, stinking.

The more I drew back, the harder the smell hit me. I did not think I could endure that odorous smell; it made me sick to my stomach.

“Hello, wife, are you awake?”

At the sound of that voice, I trembled. The voice sounded familiar, and before I knew it, I muttered, “Kian.”

My eyes instantly flew open to a blurry view of a man sitting beside me with a cup in his hands. From the look of things, the person was male.

I could tell that he was staring down at me. I matched his gaze and focused my eyes on him, and suddenly, I had a perfect