Chapter 160 Sheila's Life In The Balance

• Jace POV
• I sit there, staring at Alina.
• She is lying on the bed in our room, her breathing soft and shallow, her head turned slightly to the side. Sedated, she looks small, almost childlike. Her mouth hangs slightly open and her face looks worn and slack with pain. The eyes sunken, streaked with dried tears. Her fingers rest limply on the blanket, and even from here I can still see the dark crescent stains of blood under her nails.