Chapter 140

Just before she fell off the cliff, she caught sight of the person in the driver's seat. "Ah-!" With a sharp scream, Celeste jerked awake, snapping out of the nightmare. The cold towel on her forehead slipped off and landed on the blanket. She was panting hard, eyes darting around the dim room, completely disoriented. For a moment, she couldn't tell whether she was still dreaming or awake. "You're up?" That familiar voice beside her tugged her back to reality. Ethan was sitting by the bed, watching her. Who knew how long he'd been sitting there? "Yeah," Celeste mumbled, only then realizing she was still holding Ethan's hand. She stiffened and quickly pulled it back. "Sorry, I had a nightmare. What time is it?" "Just past midnight." "I slept the whole afternoon?" "You had a fever." "Huh?" She touched her forehead instinctively. It felt cool. "It's gone now." She blinked, then noticed the wet towel on the bed and the water basin by the nightstand. "You were taking care of me this whole t