Adina’s POV

When I opened my eyes again, the world felt different. The ceiling above me looked the same, pale and familiar but there was a strange hum under my skin, like something alive was pulsing through me. For a moment, I just lay there, listening to my own heartbeat, realizing how quiet everything was.

Nathan wasn’t there. The space beside my bed was empty, the chair he usually sat on vacant. I felt an odd twist in my chest, half disappointment, half understanding. He must have been ...