JESSICA'S POV
Orton was nowhere to be found but somehow, I was comfortable around Emrys.
"You're awake," he said, as he stood up to his feet and walked closer to me.
I slowly nodded my head as I clenched to the collar of the t-shirt I was putting on so he wouldn't see the scar that had just appeared on my body.
I didn't know if he'd notice it but it was best to keep it to myself.
He held my hands and led me to one of the couches. On the table were different varieties of food. My stomach rumbled at the mere sight of it but my throat felt too dry to swallow anything.
I bit hard on my lower lips, "I'm not hungry," I managed to say through my dry throat.
He sat so close to me I could see his bare chest from the two loose buttons of his shirt.
"Are you sure?" He questioned and I nodded
