Chapter 59


    Chapter Fifty-Nine


    Sephie


    I had no idea what time it was, or what day it was when I finally woke up. It waspletely dark in the


    room, so I couldn’t tell if it was day or night. I checked the bed, searching for Adrik. No luck. Just me.


    I vaguely remembered not being able to stand up before, so I slowly moved to the side of the bed. I


    swung my legs over the side of the bed and sat up. The room was stable so far. This was a good sign. I


    stood slowly. My legs felt weak, but I could stand up. Okay, I can do this. I took a few steps toward the


    bathroom. So far so good.


    I had my arms out in front of me as I couldn’t see the bathroom door very well. I found the wall and felt


    my way to the door. I found the light switch and flinched when I turned on the light. That was a bad


    idea. I squinted to find my way around the bathroom and do what I needed to do. I stood in front of the


    mirror. My face was bruised, as I expected it would be, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as I thought it was


    going to be. I took inventory of my body. Adrik had put one of his shirts on me. I pulled it up. My body


    was multi-colored. I had bruises around my ribs and down my left side. Pretty.


    I left the bathroom light on so I could see in the bedroom. I found a pair of panties, a bra, and a pair of


    shorts and threw those on. I did everything at a snail’s pace, but I could manage. I only felt a dull ache


    in my head as I moved around the bedroom.


    When I opened the bedroom door, I could hear voices. I walked down the hallway, walking close to the


    wall to help steady myself. When I got to the end of the hallway, I could see Adrik and all the guys


    sitting on the couches. Adrik saw me and rushed to me, picking me up immediately. “Solnishko, what


    are you doing out of bed? Are you okay?”


    “I’m okay. I feel better, somewhat. What time is it?” I asked, settling into his arms as he walked me to


    the couch.


    Misha, with his wide smile, said, “more like what day is it.”


    I looked at him, confused. “What do you mean?”


    He looked at his watch. “You’ve been asleep for 36 hours now. You slept through the entire day, thenN?velDrama.Org: owner of this content.


    most of the next one.”


    “S hut up.” I thought he was ying a trick on me.


    “It’s true, solnishko,” Adrik said as he kissed my cheek. He looked at me, brushing my hair from my


    face. He still had a look of concern on his face.


    “What was in those painkillers?” I said scratching my head. They allughed at me,


    Misha asked, “are you still hungry? You said you were starving in the hospital. I promised to get you


    food once we got back here, but then you passed out for a day and a half.”


    I thought for a minute. I really wasn’t hungry. My stomach did not feel right. I must’ve made a funny


    face, thinking about not wanting to eat, because Mishaughed. “I’ve never seen you turn down food


    before. What was in those painkillers??”


    Ivan had gotten up to go the kitchen. He came back with water for me. He handed it to me and said,


    “start with this


    first. If you can handle water, then you’ll be able to eat soon. If water is too much, then you need to wait


    a little longer for the drugs to leave your system.”


    “Thank you, Ivan.” I took the ss and took a sip. Okay, I was really thirsty. I took a big gulp and Adrik


    pulled the ss from my lips.


    “Easy, love. Go slow or you’ll definitely p uke it up.”


    I pushed my bottom lip out but didn’t fight him on it. I hated to p uke, so I would do whatever was


    needed to avoid


    that.


    “Can you remember what happened, princess?” Ivan asked me.


    I thought for a moment. I nodded my head. “Mostly, I think. We had just left the hotel and Mr. Turner.


    There were lots of people on the sidewalk like all at once. I remember Misha nced at me and then


    the next thing I knew he was going one way and I was going the other. I hit the ground hard, but so did


    the guy that jumped on me. He kind of faltered and his grip on me loosened. I flipped him off me, like


    Viktor taught me. As I was getting up, I saw Misha get free from the guy that was on him. I remember


    being really pi ssed. I jumped on the guy and started hitting him. There was something familiar about it


    that I still can’t ce. Misha pulled me off him and you guys know the rest.”


    “Familiar how?” Viktor asked. “Familiar in how he acted? How he smelled? How he sounded?”


    I thought back to the guy. “He didn’t look like he was entirely with it when he attacked me. Like, it was


    too easy for me to get him off me.”


    Misha sat up. “I had the same thought. When I got the guy off me the first time and he came back for


    more, he looked like he was unsteady. Like he was high.”


    Ivan said, “if they were high, that would exin why neither one of them has woken up yet.”


    My eyes went wide. “That’s what it was! My uncle used to have the same look when he was high on


    pills and would beat the s hit out of me!” I realized toote what I had just said in front of all of them, my


    hand flying to cover my m outh. Adrik knew, of course, but none of the guys knew about that yet.