Anna's POV
I almost bump into Dylan just as I step out of my room. He’s wide awake and standing there like he’s been waiting for me.
“Where are you going?” he asks, his voice low but sharp. I roll my eyes.
Vanessa. That loudmouth. I never told her I was leaving so she would go running to Dylan. I only said something because someone needed to know. Someone had to be there to tell him I was gone once he finally woke up from his deep slumber.
“You were going to leave without telling me?” Dylan demands, his tone rising.
“That’s because you were unconscious,” I snap. “Vanessa was the one who told me you were awake.
After I killed those men, I wanted nothing more than to vanish. Disappear and never look back. But when I saw Dylan lying there, still as death and completely vulnerable becau
