Something happened before I could finish my sentence.
Rolly broke open the door of Debraâs room without my permission.
Before anyone could react, he charged in.
My gut clenched ominously.
Maybe I had got this wrong.
My father hadnât sent Rolly at all.
He was only here to murder Debra.
Debraâs POV:
Noise entered my quiet world.
It dragged my consciousness from the deepest recesses of my brain and I gradually woke up.
I felt like I had been asleep for a long time and I was a little disoriented.
I managed to peel my eyes open and look around.
As my eyes took in my surroundings, I realized where I was.
If I wasnât mistaken, this was a single-bed room of a hospital.
The room looked sterile.
Apparently, it was cleaned every day.
But no fruits or flowers occupied the table near the bed.
That meant I hadnât received any visitors in these past few days.
It seemed that Caleb hadnât regained consciousness yet.
I couldnât stop the twinge of worry that unfurled within me.
I had only seen him open his eyes before I passed out.
However, I wasnât certain about his condition.
I had to see Caleb!
I wanted to push away the blanket that covered me and get out of bed, but I found that I had been completely drained of my strength.
I couldnât even lift my arms.
I was so weak that I was unable to get out of bed.
It seemed that I had used up every drop of energy to save Caleb that day and I hadnât recovered yet.
What should I do?
How would I see Caleb now?
Just as I was fretting over this problem, the roomâs door was kicked open with a loud bang.
I turned my head warily and spotted an unknown guard charging at me.
His eyes glittered fiercely as he roared, âGo to hell! Youâre an evil Swamp Witch!â
He dashed in at full speed.
Before I could react, he was standing in front of me and transformed into a wolf.
He raised his claws, which glinted in the cold light, and savagely pounced on me.
The sharp claws were aiming at my eyes.
This unexpected attack left me immobile for a moment.