ISABELLA's POV

　　I woke up with a splitting headache, sore tongue, and a dry throat. I narrowed my eyes around the room, there was a faint light, and someone had his head down beside the bed.

　　I knew the scent of that one man, I leaned closer to him and ran my fingers through his hair. He lifted his head and smiled at me. "You are awake."

　　I nodded, and he reached out to touch my hand.

　　"How are you feeling?"

　　"Still the same," I ...