Adelaide
"Momma?"
The murmur of voices filled my ears. I couldn't make out their words or even if they were talking to me. I didn't want to care. I wanted to go back to my memories, thoughts of him, thoughts I hadn't allowed myself to entertain for years. Oren was calling to me, but so was she.
My baby.
My daughter.
My Alexandria.
Was she a dream? A memory?
They were all mixing together. It was difficult to keep them straight.
"Adelaide."
"She doesn't know...We've tried...She was fighting..."
The murmurs continued as I tried to reason. The bed where I lay was different. I wasn't in my room—our room. And then I remembered.
The unfamiliar room.
The man.
The bracelet.
My eyelids fought to blink, to move.
Was I still wearing the bracelet? I thought I was, but everyth
