Aurora’s P.O.V

I woke up with a sharp gasp, my heart slamming against my ribcage like it was trying to escape my chest. My eyes flew open, the dim glow of the stormy light outside painting the room in cold, silvery shadows.

For a few seconds, I couldn’t breathe. My throat felt like it was tightening around invisible hands, my chest heaving as if I’d just surfaced from deep underwater. I blinked hard, trying to get my bearings, but everything felt… off. Disoriented, I ...