Alana's POV.
I woke up with a start, my heart pounding in my ears.
My eyes opened immediately, and I found myself staring at my bedroom door, thinking Rolland would come in anytime soon like he did yesterday.
He wasn't normally drunk in the morning, but I wouldn't be surprised if he was.
Yesterday's event flashed through my mind, looking at my hand, the bruise from Rolland's hands had already faded and I wondered what type of balm Xavier applied to it.
Thinking of Xavier finally put a smile on my face, he helped me a lot yesterday, I didn't know what would've happened if he wasn't there when I ran out of the room.
I stared at the plate on my bedside table, the memory of Xavier bringing me what to eat when I was hungry making me smile even more.
"Gosh, I wish Cara was around." I whis
