72. Can't Leave

Alina's Pov

I had been going in and out of darkness every now and then. It was like this little breakdown had completely drained me out. I had no sense of my surroundings whatsoever. And the medicines weren't helping at all to keep me awake.

But this time when I woke up, I saw myself in an oddly familiar room. But I couldn't wrap my head around it. I wasn't in the hospital room any longer. The bed I was lying on was awfully comfortable to my surprise. I sat up groaning, the ache in my body still there. I felt like I was literally 90 years old. That's how my bones were aching and cracking against each other.

Fuck, it felt like I was hit by a truck. Again. I sat up, trying to ease the pounding in my head when Asher burst into the room. I squinted my eyes to see him wearing a super suit and cape, holding what seemed like a superman action figure. What?

“Mummy! Look! I'm superman,” he gleamed, running for the couch in the corner and started jumping on it.

“Asher. Get down. What are