Chapter 77

• Sihana's POV
• I regained consciousness slowly. It started with the sounds around me, the harsh breathing, intermittent cursing and the beeping of a machine. Then I felt a hand clutching mine in a death grip after which I felt the uncomfortable bed underneath me. It took more effort than usual to blink my eyes open and when I did, the brightness of the room almost burnt my eyeballs.
• “I feel like shit.” My words were broken and raspy, my throat dry – parched, and my body heavy like I’d been pummeled within every inch of my body.