Chapter 15: Back in the Swing of things

When Caroline opened her eyes again, she was back in her own bed, propped up on a pile of pillows. The curtains around her bed were closed on either side, leaving only the end open. There, on the chair, he’d moved from beside the window into the middle of the room, sat Aldrick. His head was tilted back and his mouth slightly open, and as Caroline watched the slow rise and fall of his chest, she realized he was asleep. Frantically she pulled back the cover to see if she was wearing anything embarrassing and was relieved to find she was wearing pajama pants and a tank top—and hoped it was her aunt or the doctor that had changed her out of her uniform. Tentatively raising a hand to her throat, she could feel the bandages were still in place, but her neck didn’t feel as sore to touch. With a gentle swallow, she tested out her throat, thrilled to find the pain had significantly reduced. Caroline realized she felt fantastic. 

What did they inject me with at the infirmary?