She gasped and as she did, her lungs instantly filled with air that was way too thicker and warmer than she'd experienced in a long while.
With that, the darkness also seemed to have disappeared.
Disoriented, she whirled around, only to be met with strong hands pressing gently against her shoulders.
"Hey—hey, it's okay." This time to her greatest relief, it was Jace's familiar and soothing voice that sounded. It was too close to be real.
"Jace?" She called out and this time, she could hear herself.
"I'm here, sweetheart, You're safe now."
Her vision cleared, and she saw him kneeling beside her, his brows furrowed in concern, his dark hair tousled like he'd run his hands through it a dozen times.
Her heart was pounding as if she'd run a thousand miles, her nightshirt clinging to her back with sweat.
