"I'm asking you who you are!" Spencer demanded, his voice growing sharper as he took a cautious step away from her.
"Don't you dare avoid my question. And where exactly am I? Wasn't I supposed to be at my own house? What is going on here?"
As he spoke, he suddenly clutched his head with both hands, his brows drawing together in visible pain.
His breathing grew uneven, and his body swayed as though the floor beneath his feet had begun to tilt. For a moment, he looked as if he might collapse at any second.
Aurora's heart lurched at the sight, and whatever hurt she had felt from his rejection was immediately pushed aside by concern.
"Don't strain yourself!" she exclaimed, quickly approaching him again, though this time she kept enough distance to avoid frightening him further.
"You had an accident, and you've been unconscious ever since. I'm your girlfriend, Aurora. I've been taking care of you from the moment you were brought here."
