Chapter 32

Olivia's pov

I slowly opened my eyes, the room spinning as I tried to focus. My head was pounding, and my vision was blurry. As my surroundings started to come into view, I saw Victor sitting next to my bed, his expression filled with worry.

"Victor," I croaked out, my voice raspy from sleep or maybe something more sinister.

He jumped up at the sound of my voice, relief flooding his features. "Thank God you're awake. You scared me."

Confusion clouded my mind as I tried to piece together what had happened. Why was I in this state? And why did Victor look so terrified?

"What happened?" I managed to whisper, fear creeping into my heart as I tried to work out what had happened.

Victor leant forward, taking my hand in his, his grasp tight and comforting. "You were attacked, Olivia. Do you remember anything?" he asked.

I furrowed my brow, trying to recall the events that led me here, but my mind was blank. I shook my head slowly, feeling a sense of dread wash over me as I realised I couldn'