***** Jannette POV ***** `The warmth of the sun kissed my cheek as a gentle cool breeze caress my skin.The sensation of my hair being brushed from my face sent chills down my spine, I try opening my eyes. As I opened them I couldn't make out anything but figures, so I began blinking to clear my vision. Once I could see clear I realized the figure I was seeing was a very exhausted Jarrod. He could barely hold his head up and his eyes was blood shot, but noticing I had waken he smiled, kissed my forehead, and weakly started to speak. Don't ever scare me like that again. What happen where am I? We're at my at garden home on the coast, I thought you might want to wake up to some place beautiful. Okay so wha

