When I open my eyes, I'm not in hell like I expected.
I'm in my bed.
The first thing I notice is the boxes that are still piled up in the corner. I gaze at them as my sight slowly sharpens, and I blink when everything clicks in my head.
I'm still alive.
That makes no sense.
"She's awake." Someone speaks from behind me, and I painfully tilt my head to the side.
Reid is leaning over the bed, his dark eyes on my face.
I'm instantly repulsed.
Something about him just puts me off even in my woozy state. I can't figure out what it is; not that I'm trying. I couldn't care any less about him.
He's looking at me with an angry expression so I quickly avert my gaze.
"Hey." Asher's voice makes me turn again, and when he places a hand on my forehead to feel whether I'm burning up, I
