Chapter 130: Confidence

Vaughn’s POV

My body felt like it was on fire, each wave of pain punctuated by fractured memories of a night that felt like something out of another life. I saw people screaming, running. Market stalls overturned. A net with heavy weights on the edges. Was it a dream, or had it really happened?

None of it made sense. Nor did the sound of beeping machines and Cleo’s soft voice saying, “He’s awake!”