That was it. If before they hadn't gotten on my nerves, by taking Dylan they certainly did. Now, I had no clue what Declan wanted. What could he possibly win by k********g Dylan? Was he going to kill him? Surely, he would dare to do it. He was so filled with hatred that killing Dylan was the first thought that crossed his mind. And now, that it crossed mine, my heart raced and I was definitely scared.
Locked in a room that Savannah offered me, I was laying on the bed, staring at the ceiling. With my hands over my chest, my eyes felt tired and for the first time in months, I felt sleepy. Slowly, my eyes closed, and the sleep surrounded me. But as hard as I tried, I wouldn't fall asleep and giving up, I stood up from the bed. Heading to the door and turning the knob, I opened the door and m
