Zoe POV

Pain drags me back to consciousness.

Sharp, burning pain radiating from my chest. Every breath hurts.

I force my eyes open. White ceiling. White walls. Big room. Everything clean and sterile.

A luxurious hospital room.

On the windowsill, daisies sit in a pretty vase, their white petals bright against the afternoon light.

'I'm alive!” ’

The thought hits me hard.

I left Westmount Howl. Made it through the gate. Then everything went ...