Chapter Forty Seven
The aftermath of her sacrifice
Mint Hearst’s Point of View
A small rustling of paper was heard all over the room.
I could feel every pain in my body, not even a small groan wanted to escape from my lips as I felt like all the small parts of my body had been dropped into a high floor building. Ever so slowly, I could feel some heat coming from my face. It was different as I am used with the cold blindly hugging me as the morning greets me. As I could not move much, I carefully opened my eyes only to bring it close.
That seemed too bright.
Opening my eyes for a second time, I felt my breath hitched. To the tall windows was my mate. Leighton was leaning on the window with a coffee in his hand. He was dressed in his work clothes, that same light blue long sleeve
