|ADELINE’S POV|
“Wake up!” A man’s booming voice roared, jolting me. I shot out of bed and fell to the ground. The thudding sound upsets me. What the hell?
I blinked and took a glance around my room. There’s nothing here that seems like this is my old room. It isn’t my old room, is it? I sat up and brushed my hands over my nightdress. It’s also something I don’t own.
I’m confused. Where in the world am I?
“Is she sleeping again?” a female voice speaks this time. “I told you we shouldn’t have kept her. We should have gone with my plan and killed her.”
My body tenses, and I take a moment to inhale and try to figure out if I can recognize the voices. I do.
That’s f*****g Ava! I can never forget her voice. And I’m guessing the male is damien. Bloody damien who called me names.
If I k
