When Sylvia woke up, she was surprised to find herself back in the house and inside her room. Rubbing her eyes, she looked around her only to see a figure sitting and sleeping next to her bed with their fingers entwined together.
Damian?
She held her head trying to remember what happened or what could have led to this situation but nothing came up. The last thing she remembered was drinking and telling Ayyra about Jace killing witches.
She felt him move and closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep. Sylvia could feel his penetrating gaze on her as he slowly let go of her hands and stood up. He silently made his way to the door and outside the room. It was only after she was sure he was gone that she opened her eyes with a sigh.
Sylvia had just dropped one leg on the floor when she felt
