Chapter 45: Harshness of daylight

Caroline felt her eyes flutter open, but she quickly closed them against the harshness of the daylight.

“There she is. You gave us quite the scare.” 

Caroline’s eyes flung open as she recognized her aunt’s voice. She tried to push herself up, but her body felt sluggish.

“Don’t try to force it. You did quite a number on yourself, and we’ve had you heavily sedated,” her aunt explained. 

Caroline glanced around and realized she was in her room.

“If you’re wondering why you’re not in the hospital wing, I thought you might like the privacy and comfort of your own room,” her aunt explained. Caroline frowned at her aunt’s tone. There was no concern, no worry—which she didn’t expect—but she also didn’t expect the way her aunt looked like the cat that got the cream.

“Corbin…is he…” Caroline couldn’t let herself finish the question.

“He’s a little worse for wear, but he’ll recover. As will you.”