Jaselyn's POV
I woke up with a jolt, rising up so fast from the bed that the aches returned with a vengeance. My head was aching as well and I nursed my temple, trying to clear my vision.
I had just woken up from a nightmare, one in which Zane had kissed me and then dug a knife right into my back. He backed away with a malicious grin, telling me how much of a fool I was to trust him.
In the next minute, before I could even react to the pain of having a knife lunged deep into my back, Isla pushed me off the cliff. As I fell down with a scream, slowly dropping down into the abyss, I saw Zane holding Isla closely while she carried what seemed to be a newborn sleeping peacefully.
As I rubbed my forehead gently, everything began to come back to me vividly like a scene playing right before
