Blair’s first thought was that everything hurt like hell.

Her second thought was that someone was yelling her name with a kind of desperate panic she’d never heard before.

“Blair! Jesus Christ, Blair, open your fucking eyes!”

Roman. That was definitely Roman, and he sounded... scared? She’d never heard Roman sound scared. Pissed off, sure. Coldly furious, absolutely. But scared?

She tried to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt like they were glued shut. Everything was spinning, ...