His Undoing [2]

"Hey, you're awake. I was starting to think you died, y'know," Xander said to Tatiana, who looked at him in shock.

How had she gotten to this point with Xander? Why was she wearing his shirt?

'Goddess, what did I do?' Tatiana thought to herself, trying to get a bearing of where they were. It was clear they were not in Valencia anymore. Sitting upright, she convinced herself that she would be okay.

"Are you okay?" Xander asked her again, worried about her, but Tatiana just looked at him, still recollecting. What was it with her phasing in and out of reality?

"Why did you— Oh goddess," Tatiana said when she recalled what had happened. She needed to compose herself because the situation itself was awkward. She was here living her dream in the worst of times possible.

If this were in any different circumstance, she could have been happier because at least her mate was finally paying attention to her. But this man was a royal pain in the ass that never made her forget anything.