I jolt awake, my chest heaving frantically.
What. The. f**k.
I blink, my eyes darting around. I’m not in the woods anymore. I’m in a room. A bedroom. And not just any bedroom…Dante’s bedroom.
Which means, I made it out alive?
What the actual f**k happened?
I throw the covers off, scrambling out of bed. My legs feel wobbly as hell, but I don’t care…I need answers. I rush to the door, yanking it open so fast I nearly trip.
And of course, the first thing I see is Andre, standing there like he’s been waiting for me.
“Donna,” he says, catching me before I can face-plant. “You’re awake.”
“No s**t,” I mumble, straightening up. “What the hell happened? How did we get back?”
Andre gives me a weird look. “What?”
His confusion annoys me. What the hell is with that look?
“You heard me,” I
