ELSA’S POV
When I got stabbed by Beverly, I had been so close to dying if it weren't for the timely intervention of Mia. At that moment, before my eyes closed, all I was worried about was Elijah.
I didn't want to leave him alone; I didn't want him to go through the loss of a mate again. After my eyes closed, and I opened them again, all I could see was darkness.
“Oh my, am I dead?” I asked myself in fear. But I refused to believe it.
I wandered around in the dark, calling out Elijah's name, not wanting to believe that I was really dead.
After some time, it gradually started getting brighter. It got brighter and brighter until I had to shield my eyes from the light until they got accustomed to the light and I opened them again.
The place was familiar; it felt like I had been there b
