Explaining the Madness

Willa’s POV

Pain.

It wasn't just a dull ache; it was a rhythmic, pounding pressure that started at the very base of my skull and radiated upward, wrapping around my temples like a vice. Every beat of my heart sent a fresh wave of agony through my brain. I tried to swallow, but my throat felt like it was lined with sandpaper.

I forced my eyes open, but the harsh, sterile white light of the room