Mia
A comforting warmth surrounds me—solid, reassuring. Instinctively, I cling to it, trying to capture it, to hold onto it, and I curl up even more, letting out an almost happy sigh. For a moment, I feel safe.
But it lasts only a moment.
I slowly open my eyes, still heavy with sleep, and the smile that had formed on my lips fades as soon as I realize where I am.
Or rather… where I’m not.
This isn’t my room. It’s not even the one I’ve been staying in for the past two days. I sit up abruptly, almost like Dracula rising from his coffin, my heart pounding harder than it should as my eyes scan the room in quick succession.
Where the hell am I?
My head spins for a second, my thoughts still clouded by sleep. I try to piece things together, to remember the last thing that happened before I
