"No, she won’t want that," somebody distantly said.
I could feel my body waking up, but I was too tired to move. I felt numb and my legs ached.
"I know. But he deserves it." Layton’s authoritative voice resounded clearly around the room.
When I finally opened my eyes, I realized both Layton and Zev were in the room. My eyes roamed over my surroundings, and I noticed the place I was in looked familiar. Nate had taken me there one of the times Layton and Zev were about to fight.
I was in Zev’s room.
"Hey, you’re awake," Zev said, coming to my side.
He was smiling down at me. It must’ve been a while since he slept. There were bags under his eyes, and he looked tired.
"I’m awake," I said, my voice sounding croaky. My throat felt dry, and I was aching for an icy cold glass of water.
"How do you feel?" Layton asked me, sitting closer to me.