57. Mine

Allie POV

Each breath was laboured, as though I had a weight sitting on my chest. There was a strange burning sensation in my lungs, and my throat ached painfully. I tried to move, to lift my arms, but my whole body felt weak, tired. I forced my heavy eyelids open as a surge of fear washed over me.

Where was I?

I looked down and saw unfamiliar clothes–some sort of nightgown. Someone had dressed me. Seen me naked. The room was empty though, I was alone for the moment. The room I was in looked nice, but so had the Obsidian King’s bedroom.

I let out a whimper of fear, but with my throat feeling the way it did, it sounded strangled and pained.

A familiar freckled face appeared from a doorway, and at the same time, what looked like the main door was almost ripped off its hinges as a large figure appeared.

“You break it, you fix it!” Mulberry scolded Josh. He ignored her, his eyes firmly fixed on mine. She turned to me and smirked. “He’s been sleeping on the bench outside your room.