I'll Be Waiting For You

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN: I'll Be Waiting For You

—A faint tremor crept into Maeva's head, like a whispered warning that something was amiss.

She thought she could ignore it and sleep, but it was hard to go ignored. The sound of heels bounced away, a steady click-click-click that grew louder with each passing moment. Maeva stirred, her melted memories unraveling like threads pulled from a tapestry.

"But sir, she still needs time..." A familiar female voice echoed in her mind.

Her body felt the cold, hard floor beneath her, her arms and legs spread wide, with a familiar ache under the bandages. Her dull green eyes met the stark white walls and the faint scent of panacea all around her.

"I'm...here again?" Maeva's voice bounced across the white void. She looked up at the ceiling, unable to see the corners as a heavenly white spotlight shone over her. The bed, the Duke's castle, and Quinn were nowhere to be found. And for some reason, her head was starting to feel foggy.