AMELIA’S P.O.V
My head was pounding. It felt like someone was running a construction site inside my skull. It took me what felt like hours but I am sure in reality was only a few minutes to get my bearings and get myself acquainted with reality again. I forced my eyes open and to my shock, the sky was a beautiful mixture of colors. It was like someone had splashed a water color palette into the sky prompting it to turn into a mixture of orange and purple and a slight pink hue around the edges.
The first thing I noticed after staring at the sky was that the room had been fixed. The dresser had been replaced and so had the windows. The room like brand new with beautiful wooden carvings replacing the things that had been broken during the fight as well as a beautiful vanity sitting on top of the dresser.
