Chapter 60 Sylvie
SYLVIE
I couldn’t see, at first. My eyes had been closed too long. There was just blinding brightness and then I felt myself being lifted up. Was this heaven?
The shapes resolved and I focused on Aedan’s face as he lifted me out of the grave and hugged me to him.
He was saying my name over and over again but my tongue was thick and slow and I couldn’t seem to move enough air to form words.
He put his ear to my chest and listened intently and I knew that it was going to be okay.
He put me in the back seat and drove us a little way away, in case anyone came along and saw the hole and started asking questions.
Then he sat in the back seat with me and held me as the drugs slowly wore off.
It was another half hour before I could speak again.
Full movement took an hour and I was still weak and shaky.
But I was alive. And the very first thing I could do, as soon as I was able, was to pull my man close and never let go of him again.