Michael
"If you went through that door... I hope for your sake you didn’t go through that door, Vanessa. I’ll always find you, but I won’t be held responsible for what I’ll do to you if you betray me again."
My eyelids feel like they weigh tons. I have to try several times before they open and let me make out a few blurry shapes. A sharp pain drums through my skull. Lying on a soft surface, I still have the sensation of falling into emptiness. I try to move my hand, but my body barely obeys.
Seconds pass and my vision clears. I recognize my room, in the house in Sunnyside, Houston, Texas. In front of me, a familiar silhouette takes shape.
"Bianca," I whisper, my throat dry.
"Don’t move," she orders, gently pressing on my head.
Another wave of pain makes me tremble. For now, I don’t h
