Daciana’s Point of View:
The cold air outside hit me like a slap, sharp and unforgiving. I stood there, stunned, as my current reality set in. Alexander had driven me to the middle of nowhere, far from any recognizable landmarks or familiar sounds. The vast emptiness around me seemed endless.
“Where the hell are we?” I demanded, my voice sharper than I intended. I turned back to him as he leaned casually against the car, watching me with that infuriating smirk.
“I brought you back to the past, Daciana.”
“You brought me to the middle of nowhere!” I shouted, throwing my arms up. “How am I supposed to get back?”
He didn’t answer. Instead, he opened the car door and gestured toward the seat. “Get in. I’ll take you back.”
I hesitated. A part of me wanted to refuse, to turn and walk off j
