Winifred's POV
I jerked out of my sleep after a terrifying nightmare. I dreamt of being attacked by a vampire and drained of my blood, and I saw my body drop to the ground, lying lifelessly. The dream scared the hell out of me, so now I was sitting in the middle of my bed, my face drenched with sweat, and my breath was coming out in short pants.
I wiped the sweat off my head with a small cloth and reached for my nightstand to turn on my lamp. Its golden hue spread across the room, and I had to squint my eyes a bit to adjust to the new lightning.
I turned to my side to see Barrett, whose large frame barely fit on my tiny couch. It looked like he was going to have body pains when he woke up. His lips pursed, creating small creases as a slight frown formed. I held my breath, worried that I
