Jasmine’s POV
When I opened my eyes, the first thing I thought about was my son.
For one second, I thought I was just waking up from a bad nightmare. I thought I would turn my head and see my baby boy lying beside me, hugging his teddy bear, giggling and asking for breakfast.
Then, the crushing reality hit me hard.
I sat up fast, my heart pounding. The morning sun was just starting to peek through the curtains of Orson's room.
Everything came rushing back like a nightmare.
The kidnapper's voice. The demand to end my life. The sharp gun pressed against my skin. And then Garrett kicking the door open, taking the weapon from my hands, and holding me.
"Orson" I whimpered.
I scrambled off the bed, my legs trembling a lot that I almost fell but I grabbed the edge of the bed to steady my
