The Breaking Point

POV: Harper

I jolted violently upright in my tangled sheets, a strangled gasp tearing from my burning throat. The sickening sensation of helplessly falling through shattered ancient stone still gripped my stomach, leaving me dizzy and deeply nauseous. My heart hammered against my ribs like a trapped bird desperately trying to break out of a cage. My sheer nightgown clung uncomfortably to my skin,