Chapter 4

The lights were blinding, and machines beeped in the background.

There was a tube down my throat, monitors stuck to my chest, but I couldn't feel any pain at all.

Vincent was right next to me, his head bowed as he held my hand.

His suit and hair were drenched in seawater and blood, but he didn't even seem to care.

"Sophia," he said softly.

I hadn't heard him call me that in so long.

It was not "You're crazy," or "Shut up."

My eyelids felt like they weighed a ton, but I managed to tug at the corner of…