Chapter 81

Elodie’s POV

The light from the window was softer that morning, and I could tell by the warmth on my face even before I opened my eyes. The steady rhythm of the heart monitor was still there, the same quiet sound that had been keeping me company since I woke up.

My throat felt dry again. I reached for the glass of water on the tray, but my hand was weak. The cup rattled against the metal and almos