Around three in the afternoon, Odessa finally woke up, her eyelids fluttering weakly.
I was still sitting beside her and quickly leaned closer when I saw her waking up. At this point, Althea, Caroline, Layla and Marcellus were all in the room as well, standing around the bed.
"You're okay... You're okay..." I whispered to her when she tried raising her head, confusion clear on her face.
She squinted, scanning her gaze around before blurting cluelessly. "Is this an intervention or something...?"
I glanced at the other side of the bed where Althea and Caroline stood. The former held a cup of tea, the same one she said would help Odessa, handing it over to her.
"Drink this, child." She muttered with a warm smile.
Marcellus, who stood by the foot of the bed with his arms folded in front of his chest, spoke up with a wry smile. "You passed out like three hours ago. But before that..."
