Carmen
Even without the medication, the pain had slowly started getting better—enough that I could finally sleep through the night without interruptions.
So imagine my confusion when I opened my eyes, glanced toward the open window blinds, and realized it was still dark outside.
My lashes fluttered closed again, ready to go back to sleep, only for me to hear a voice in my room.
Low.
Deep.
And only a few steps away from me.
"Hello, Carmen."
I didn't think I had ever been that scared in my life.
Not even when I realized the car I entered was the wrong one and I had to jump out to save myself.
I jerked upright in bed, staring through the darkness as I tried to make out the shape of the man standing there, but it was too dark to see his face clearly.
Still, his presence alone said enough about the kind of danger I was in.
My brows furrowed as I instinctively reached beneath the blanket for my phone, only for him to speak again.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you."
