Chapter 325

Cecilia's pov I sat in that stiff hospital chair, watching the monitors beep in perfect rhythm. It felt like forever. When Cassian's eyes finally fluttered open almost an hour later, I nearly jumped out of my seat in relief. He blinked a few times, groggy and clearly in pain. Then he reached up and touched the bandage on his forehead, wincing as his fingers brushed over one of many injuries. For a second, I thought he might pass out again. Instead, he gave a shaky laugh. "Seriously? I can't catch a break," he said with a grin, grimacing through the pain. "Old wounds barely healed, and now I'm collecting new ones. Somebody out there really wants me gone." I blinked, stunned he could joke at all. He looked like hell. Sebastian, standing nearby with arms crossed, didn't smile. "Maybe hold off on the jokes until you're not fresh off a hit attempt," he said, cool and clipped. I had to admit, Cassian's attitude was insane. He was covered in bandages, probably still on some assassin's hit lis