CHAPTER 22

  Sabrina's POV

  I awoke. I looked up at the ceiling, which was white, and I knew I was in a hospital. Suddenly, Damian appeared as if I was going to stand up. My hand is in his grip. When I turned to face him, I saw he was holding my hand.

  Why is he here?

  My memory of the earlier incident returned. I felt irritability and pain that I couldn't explain. Why I feel this way toward him is a mystery to me.

  I was astonished when he said, "You're awake," But I glanced away.

  I pulled my hand away from his and asked quietly, "Why am I here?"

  He responded, "You passed out earlier, and we brought you here because they were frightened."

  Only them? I sighed. Although I must admit that I still feel lightheaded and have a headache, I am confident in my ability to accomplish. I rubbed my forehead as I closed my eyes.

  He inquired one after another, "Are you alright? Do you need water? How about food?"