BRIELLE'S POV
Brielle blinked as the bright rays flowing through the enormous window reflected squarely on her face, irritating her smooth skin.
Tossing and moving a little, her hands on her head, she tried to block out the light even though her eyes were closed, but it appeared to be all over her, and she couldn't seem to get away from it.
After much struggle, she opened her eyes, the lids shooting open. At the same time, she heard a husky voice by her bedside ask, "Hey, hey, is anything the matter?"
"Ahhhh…" She shouted in terror, leaping from the bed, when she noticed Lord Darius by her side.
He was seated by her side now, his massive frame shielding the sun's rays, and while this was meant to provide some relaxation for Brielle, she wasn't sure why she felt the opposite.
"What's the fright about, Brielle? Don't tell me you forgot about yesterday and that you're already at home." Lord Darius rasped out in haste, and her brows furrowed in uncertainty.