Chapter 32
My eyes opened. Blackness again. I thought I might still be under the bed, and I began to panic.
A voice said, “You’re safe. I’m here.”
My vision adjusted to the darkness. I was in my room and very familiar with the person sitting in a chair next to me. “Christian?”
His warm hand stroked my head. “You really scared us.”
“Is Tessa—”
“She’s safe. Liam has her. They were able to sneak her out.”
“Is she okay?”
“A little bruised, but she’ll survive.”
Anger swelled within me, hot as fire. “Does her mother know?”
“Tessa wrote her a note. Can you move?”
I wiggled my toes. No pain. My fingers moved next. When they felt fine, I lifted my arm. It took great effort, but it didn’t hurt like before.
After I finished assessing the damage, my anger became my soul focus. The pain Tes
