I blinked away the remnants of sleep.
My eyes fluttered open, the warmth of sunlight filtering through the lace curtains greeted me.
I found myself lying on the familiar couch in Grandma Jo's living room, the scent of lavender and cinnamon lingering in the air.
Confusion clouded my mind as I tried to recall the events that led me here, my memory shrouded in a dense fog.
Blinking against the brightness, I attempted to sit up, but a sharp pang shot through my head, causing me to wince. Lucas appeared at my side, his concerned gaze fixed on me.
"Shana, you're awake!" Lucas's voice cut through the fog of my thoughts, and I turned to see him kneeling beside the couch, his expression etched with concern.
"Lucas?" I croaked, my voice hoarse and raspy. "What... what happene
