Cassandra’s POV
The dull light from outside filtered into the room and for some reason I felt hot even though the room seemed to be cold when I fell asleep. Even though the sun was up, it wasn't supposed to be this cold.
My eyes blinked open slowly, adjusting to the dim light of the early morning. My hair was damp from last night, clinging to my cheeks. I tired to wiggle of out bed but then I felt something holding me down tightly that it made me freeze in place.
Trauma of being tied up from my two kidnappings started up and I started to hyperventilating, my lungs acting as though they were closing up and my hands shaking.
I slowly looked down to see what had held me down when I saw his hand tight wrapped around my waist.
Sebastian.
He was curled up beside me, his arm draped loosely
