The pounding headache wakes me up and I moan in pain. I want to get up, but I cannot move. No! No! Not again! Screaming I start kicking and fighting against my restrains, aggravating my headache.
“Luna, calm down. You are safe,” Mason’s voice soothes me and suddenly I am free.
Disoriented I look around me. It is still dark. I am fully clothed on my bed with Mason laying next to me.
“You’re fine,” Mason comforts me as he strokes my back. “You just got a little tangled between me and the sheets.”
“My head is about to explode,” I complain as I lay back against the pillows.
“Put on your pyjamas,” Mason gets off the bed. “I’ll be right back with some paracetamol and water.”
Without hesitation, I follow his orders. I look at the photo again as I empty my pockets.
“I know you from somewher
