Chapter 55

Cordelia peeled her heavy eyelids open. She felt like her bones were dismantled and reassembled. The pain was unbearable. She was greeted with white walls and the smell of antiseptic while being bandaged in gauze from head to toe. What was even more exaggerated was that her leg was hung high. She was stunned when a large hand held hers, and the warmth of it seeped into her heart. Cordelia turned to meet the man’s deep eyes. He looked at her quietly with complex emotions running through them. Worry, frustration, concern, affection… and self-blame. He forced a smile and stroked her hair softly, speaking hoarsely. “You’re finally awake.” Cordelia jostled, her head buzzing. Other than pain, she could not feel anything. “What happened to me?” “You don’t remember?” Marcus held her hand in his and rubbed it gently. Cordelia’s lips were dry, and her throat was so parched—it felt like it was on fire. Her streams of consciousness slowly poured in, and she remembered everything that had h