Ayla POV
I woke up, my body felt heavy and battered, and my energy levels were low. I looked around and realized that I was not in my room.
I remember vividly what happened, and my meeting with Alexander in my unconscious state. I want to try, honestly, I need my alma with me, but the pain and hurt I am feeling right now, makes me hold back.
I moved a little and stretched my cramped limbs. “Easy, my angel.” His gruff voice boomed next to me.
He was not holding me, despite laying in bed next to me. “I just need to stretch out.” I said to him.
“How are you feeling?” He softly asked, moving his hand towards my face, but stopping midway and refraining from touching me. That sole action pained me, I was craving his touch and comfort.
“Better… “ I softly replied. “Alex, can you tell
