The knocking pierced through my sleep like a hammer against glass.
"Christabel," I groaned into my pillow, my voice muffled and thick with sleep. "Knock it off."
But the knocking didn't stop. Instead, a voice filtered through the heavy wooden door.
"Rise and shine, sleeping beauty."
Enzo.
My eyes snapped open, my heart giving an irritated thump. I pushed herself up on my elbows and squinted at the room around me, frowning in dissatisfaction.
I’d been here for three days, and this place still didn't feel real.
I fumbled for the alarm clock on the nightstand and winced at the time on it.
6:00 AM.
"You've got to be kidding me," I muttered, throwing back the covers with more force than necessary.
The cold air hit my skin like a slap, and I shivered as my bare feet touched the floor
