Amara's POV
The world exploded inside my head when I understood the truth, that Elijah was my twin brother.
The man I had feelings for was my own blood.
I screamed until my throat felt like fire. Then everything went black.
When I woke up, I was in a hospital bed. Machines were beeping around me.
"She's awake," a voice said.
A nurse stood by my bed with kind but worried eyes.
"How are you feeling, honey?" she asked.
I tried to speak, but no words came out.
"You need to try to eat something," the nurse said, holding up a spoon with soup.
The smell made me feel sick. Everything made me feel sick now.
I turned my head away.
"Please try," the nurse said. "You haven't eaten in three days."
Three days? I had been here for three days?
"There's someone here who wants to see you," the nurse said gently. "Elijah has been sitting outside your room since they brought you here. He won't leave. He won't eat either."
The thought of seeing him made me want to disappear forever.
