VINCENT's POV

　　When I opened my eyes, I was in unfamiliar surroundings, the curtains were white, the bed was soft, and the ceiling had a rolling fan, with the walls painted white.

　　I had no idea where I was, and the smell of this place was different; it didn't smell like I was in my pack.

　　I breathed out, and glanced around me, my eyes fell on someone, seated quietly beside the bed, and I tried to lift myself up, but I couldn't.

　　Her soft ...