Fiona's eyes had just popped open when she instantly squinted in pain. Raising herself off the bed the next instant, she tried to figure out where she was.
The room was familiar—it was clearly hers, the one William had given her in his mansion. The problem was the medical equipment littered along the edges of the bed.
She stared intently at them before looking down at her hands, which had a small medical tube inserted into her skin. A small frown instantly appeared on her face as she continued to stare blankly at it for a few seconds.
She still found it difficult to remember how she had gotten there, unable to recall walking back herself.
On the other hand, she remembered the pain she had felt in her stomach and the conversation she had with Fervor, which was the last thing she remembered. Her hands darted immediately to her stomach, coupled with a fearful expression on her face.
