Chapter 80

• AMELIA’s POV
• I struggled to get up from bed but a striking migraine hit me, making me lay down back gently. I tried standing again, but forcefully this time; I managed to sit up; my mind was foggy, and my body was aching. I felt like I had been involved in a draining work overnight, just like I had helped some people with logs of wood.
• The flashes of how the masked assassin loomed over me ran through me; his eyes were gleaming with a sister intent. He looked so hungry like he was ready to devour anything he laid his eyes on, but not me. With a surge of adrenaline, I summoned all my strength and pushed him away from my body.