Seraphina's POV
When I woke up, my head was pounding as if a hammer was trying to break through my skull. It was the kind of headache that made me feel like I shouldn't move a single muscle, yet I instinctively tried to shift anyway, only to find that my head didn't budge.
Panic ran through me for a moment, and I wondered if something was seriously wrong until I realized the true reason why I couldn't move.
I was pressed against Electra.
It took me a second to process the situation fully. Her arm was draped loosely over me, her chest rising and falling steadily beneath my head. Apparently, at some point in the night, I had ended up cuddled against her like some kind of oversized stuffed animal.
My cheeks burned with embarrassment at the realization, and I was tempted to bolt upright and distance myself from her, but the headache made even the thought of moving unbearable.
