Lydia’s P.O.V

Someone was sleeping beside me.

That was the first thought I had as soon as I woke up to the warmth of someone’s body and their arms around me.

But when I opened my eyes, all I saw was darkness.

Panic started to set in as I brought my fingers closer to my face and touched my eyelids to make sure that my eyes were indeed open. They were, but I couldn’t see anything.

The bullet was pressing on my optic nerve.

Removing the arm from around ...