Gianna.
“Gia! Gia! Wake up!”
The voice echoed in my head, distant but urgent. My eyes flew open, my heart pounding. Rue was leaning over me, shaking my shoulder.
“Finally,” she sighed in relief.
I blinked, trying to make sense of where I was. My sheets were tangled around my legs, my skin damp with sweat. That dream… Someone had been there with me—a girl. I couldn’t see her face, but her voice… it sounded so familiar.
Just a dream, I told myself. Just a stupid dream.
“Are you okay?” Rue’s voice snapped me back.
“Of course,” I lied, forcing a small smile.
“You looked like you were struggling to wake up,” she said, her brows knitting.
She wasn’t wrong. My body had felt frozen, like I’d been fighting to open my eyes. Before I could reply, a sharp pain stabbed through my skull. I win
