Alice
My eyes blink a few times, seeing my vision is somehow blurry before I turn to look around, seeing a white interior. A warm touch manages to grab my attention, making me turn to look at Damon, his eyes staring at me with worry—the only person standing out, in his navy blue shirt tucked into his black slacks.
"Damon . . ."I breathe, feeling the soreness in my throat.
"You're okay. I'm here," He replies, caressing the side of my face before standing up to grab me a glass of water. "Your parents just went out to grab something to eat. They'll be back soon,"
It's more than enough to quench my thirst as I lean back, feeling exhausted. All I can do is to focus on Damon, loving the way he is rubbing the back of my hand with his thumb before slo
