*Claire*

I woke up that night with a terrible headache. I hadn’t had any issues since the night of the attack, but now it felt like my head was being split open again. I got up, fumbling around in the dark, trying to make my way to the kitchen. I misjudged where the bedroom door was. I ran into a wall and cursed. Eric must’ve heard it because he was up right away.

“Solnishko, what’s wrong?” he asked, switching on the light.

I squinted at the light. “My ...