Everly's POV
Later that night as I was on the precipice between consciousness and dream-state, I felt someone's hands touch me. Only it wasn't Milo like I thought. it was, there weren't any sparks coming from their touch.
As I tried to wake myself up more so I could see who it was, then I heard his voice. "Katrina, you've been hiding from me. Why?" I opened my eyes to a room that wasn't the one I went to sleep in.
"Aaron?" I mumbled tiredly. I was so tired that I had to fight with myself to keep my eyes open. I wasn't this tired before laying down, that was for sure.
I hissed trying to roll away so I could get up, but the tight hold he had on me was so strong it hurt trying to do so. "Aaron, let me go." I said rolling over to face him. Aaron's hold tightened when I faced him. His eyes
