The sound of soft hums of familiar voices filled her ear as her eyelashes fluttered. Slowly opening her eyes, the blurry image of four people came into sight.
"She's waking up." Ashlyn heard her mother's voice and she gently forced her eyes open. Now she could see the four people clearly— Her mother, Clara, Vincent, and Diego. Trying to sit up, she felt a sharp pain in her head.
"Ouch!!" Vincent hurriedly rushed towards her. Crouching beside her, he placed his hand on her shoulder. "Are you okay?"
Ashlyn's hand was on the side of her head that ached and she nodded.
"Are you sure? Or should I call the doctor?" Vincent's voice filled with concern and Ashlyn shook her head slowly, refusing his offer.
"Let me help you up," Vincent said and slid his hands to her back, helping her sit up on the couch.
"When did you come?"
