Nina
The infirmary was dimly lit and quiet when I woke up. It took a few long moments for my eyes to adjust before I finally realized where I was and what had happened. My mind felt foggy, although not nearly as foggy as it did when Edward gave me my medicine.
“Nina,” Enzo said softly, squeezing my hand. I looked up at him, a smile twitching at my lips, but as I opened my mouth to speak I quickly realized that my voice was too hoarse to get a word out.
“It’s okay,” he said. “You don’t have to talk. Tiffany is here and she’ll take care of you.”
I nodded weakly before looking up to see Tiffany approaching from behind Enzo. Her eyebrows were knit together with worry.
“Hey there,” she said softly. “I’m sorry this happened to you. I promise we’ll find Edward and bring him to justice… Enzo
