Chapter 242

　　Diana's POV

　　I dropped my luggage. I ran. The impact of our embrace nearly knocked her off balance. Her body was warm, trembling, and alive.

　　"I knew it," I sobbed. "I knew you couldn't be dead."

　　"Careful," she hissed, laughing through pain. "You'll undo my stitches."

　　My mother's gasp joined...