Faith’s POV
Three Years Ago
I wake up in a dark room in a small bed. My head was pounding. I knew I had to be dead in this was the afterlife I heard so much about. I knew I had to be in hell because this doesn’t look like a place I would vacation at. Then a man walks in. I take a step back trying to keep my distance from him.
“It’s okay I’m not here to hurt you.” He says. He seemed sincere.
“Am I dead?” I whimper. I was completely scared.
“No you not dead sweetie. I’m Gavin. Can I get your name?” He asked.
“Faith. Where are my parents?” I ask. Maybe if I was alive they are alive too.
“I’m sorry sweetie but I don’t know who your parents are.” He admits. He steps towards me again, I step back keeping the distance between us.
“I just want to see your ankle
