Selena’s POV
Warmth.
It was the very first thing my broken mind registered. I wasn't cold anymore instead, I felt soft blankets wrapped around my shivering body. The air smelled like burning firewood and warm chicken soup.
I slowly opened my eyes.
I wasn't in the freezing snow and I was definitely not at home.
I was lying in a comfortable bed inside a small, cozy room. The walls were made of rustic wood and there was a small fire was crackling happily in a fireplace in the corner.
My mind panicked and I tried to sit up, but a sharp pain stabbed through my chest.
"Ah" I gasped, falling back on the soft pillows.
I looked down at my body. I was wearing an oversized, clean white nightgown and someone bathed me.
Then, the terrible memories rushed back into my mind.
"Noah" Where is my
