Chapter 62

[Cordelia]

This time, when I wake to the sound of an IV beeping, I am not in the yellow room. I take a deep breath in. The slightly smoggy air coming in through the room’s window lets me know that I am no longer in the tropical hell where I have spent my last few weeks and I let my body relax. I’m in LA. I’m finally home.

Slumped over in the chair next to my bed is Clark. His eyes are closed, his mouth slightly open as he sleeps. He looks tired, his face lined with worry. I listen to his gentle snores not wanting to wake him taking comfort that he is nearby.

I am safe here. Clark is here. Clark will protect me.

A nurse comes into the room. Seeing I’m awake, she smiles brightly as her expert hands check the fluid in the IV to make sure it is working as it should. “Good Morning, Mrs. Steele. I am glad to see you are awake.”

“Greyson,” I correct her, my voice dry and garbled. “Miss Greyson.”

At the sound of my voice, Clark springs awake. “Cordy!” He jumps up, looking like a startled mo