Camila's POV

Pain yanked me out of the dark. It burned hot through my side, like someone had pressed fire into my skin.

I tried to move, but my body refused.

Warmth was the first thing I felt when my eyes finally opened. Not the cold sting of antiseptic or the beep of hospital machines. Just warmth spreading from where something heavy pressed gently over my hand.

Lucien's.

His long fingers were wrapped around mine, firm like he could anchor me here if I tried to drift away.

"Is this a ...