Olivia's POV
I was halfway through my breakfast when the spoon slipped from my hand. A strange dizziness washed over me, making the whole room tilt. My vision blurred, and a sharp pain pulsed behind my eyes.
"Olivia?" Levi's voice sounded distant at first, then closer, more urgent. I tried to speak, but the words wouldn't form.
"Hey, easy," he murmured, catching me just before I collapsed. His strong arms wrapped around me, steadying me as my body went limp. "Louis! Get Selene—now!"
I heard hurried footsteps and the sound of a chair scraping the floor before everything faded to black for a moment.
When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in my room, my head resting on soft pillows. Levi sat beside me, worry clouding his face, while Louis paced near the window, running a hand through his hair.
Selene rushed in, eyes full of alarm and worry. "What happened?!" she demanded, kneeling beside me. "What's wrong with her?"
