Chapter 33

Wren's POV

I stared at the ceiling, numb and hollow. The sterile scent of antiseptic clung to the hospital room, and the cold IV fluid snaked into my arm. My entire body ached, but the pain barely registered-just another echo beneath everything else.

Jonas's voice came from the side of the bed, low and clinical. "You're awake."

I didn't answer.

A soft rustle of paper, the sound of a stool being dr