Ungrateful? Or Alive?

Chapter 146- Ungrateful? Or Alive?

Beatrice POV

I felt something pull me back.

Warmth… light… pain in my throat.

Was I dead?

My eyelids fluttered open slowly. Bright light hit my eyes, and I winced.

It was too bright. I tried to open them wider, but the light was burning through. I groaned and turned my head slightly to the side.

Everything felt heavy. My body… my heart… my head.

I'm alive? My fingers moved to my neck. I touched it gently.

It was sore. Bruised. But I could still breathe.

I let out a shaky sigh of relief.

"I thought I died…" I whispered to myself.

I tried to sit up—tried to push myself up with my elbows—but the second I moved, my body collapsed back to the chair. My chest hurt, my limbs felt weak, and my head spun.

"You shouldn't stress yourself," a voice said from the side.

I turned my head and saw him.

Declan.