Electra's POV
I heard everything.
Every single word that came out of their mouths while I lay still and unconscious on that infirmary bed. They thought I couldn't hear them. They thought I was just some lifeless body, slowly slipping away without an audience, but I was there.
I was right behind them, watching, listening, and most of all, breaking.
It started minutes after I passed out in Seraphina's arms. One minute, I was aware of the sharp sting on my neck, the heat rushing through my bloodstream, and her panicked voice screaming my name, and the next minute, there was silence. Heavy, and terrifying silence.
Then, my eyes opened.
At first, I thought I had woken up. I thought I'd simply blacked out and now everything was fine again, that maybe the poison or whatever had gotten into me had worn off, but that illusion shattered quickly when I tried to move and saw my own body still lying there, unmoving, pale, and far too still.
