PENELOPE'S POV

The first thing I felt pressing against my skin was a sharp, biting chill. It sank into my bones, streaming through every part of my body until I felt alive again.

My eyes fluttered open, heavy like they'd been sealed for ages. For a moment, I didn't know where I was. I blinked slowly, pushing through the blurry vision until the white above my eyes shone as they were.

I tried to move, but my body ached everywhere. Every breath came with a thum in my chest, and my throat ...