I don't remember much of what happened after I lost myself. I faded in and out, almost like a dream, but I still caught some things. Lyon carrying me back, Kari shouting at him to hold me down, Jayde and Zierra's muffled and worried voices from behind a door, then nothing for what seemed like a long time. When I finally woke up I was in my room, and I wasn't alone, Zierra sat in a chair she had drug from my desk. She was asleep and a book lay awkwardly in her lap.
I wonder how long she's been here. I thought and sat up as mild panic coursed through me. Goddess how much did she see? I groaned and buried my face in my hands. "I really didn't want her to see me like this."
"You should be resting," My head snapped up to see her awake and smiling. "Your wound is still healing and I don't want to be the one to tell Kari you ripped the stitches she gave you."
