A Familiar Beloved

Opal POV

I really wish someone would turn off that annoying beeping sound. "Opal," a deep masculine voice says my name, sending shivers down my spine. "Please wake up beautiful," the voice says again. Tingles erupt on my cheek as warm fingers brush against my skin. The beeping speeds up, and I realize it matches my heartbeat.

Based on the scent of antiseptic, I must be in the royal hospital. I