Caroline’s. POV
I must have passed out asleep because the next thing I knew, I was awake and unable to leave my bedroom.
I suddenly remembered my sister Elisha. She was always watching me, always knowing what was going on. I felt she might know what was happening with my father and the lock on my door.
I could not understand why I couldn't get a mind link. What the heck was going on here?
Then I remembered my phone in my bedside cabinet. I hoped it would still be there before I started to panic. Relief washed over me as I saw it. I switched the phone on, hoping that Elisha would answer. After a few rings, her voice came through the receiver.
"Hello?" she said.
"Elisha, it's me," I said, trying to sound calm. "I need your help."
"What's going on?" she asked, her voice concerned.
