Amelia’s POV

The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was Kara slumped in a chair by my bed, her head against the wall like she hadn’t slept in days.

When I shifted a little, she jolted awake. “Amelia!” She grabbed my hand, eyes wide with relief. “You’re awake. Finally.”

My throat was dry, and my voice came out scratchy. “What… happened?”

Kara’s smile softened, but there was worry in her eyes. “You were in a coma for a week. Camille… she nearly killed you. Ryder ...