CHAPTER 23: BLOOD
HAZEL'S POV
Something dragged me from the bed before I was even fully awake, and then pain exploded through my side — sharp, deep, and immediate — like a blade finding the space between my ribs and deciding to stay. I woke up screaming, the sound tearing out of my throat before I could stop it, raw and ragged and violent in the quiet of the room. I clutched my stomach with both hands, my fingers instantly slick with something hot and pulsing and wet.
Of all the days. Of all the nights.
