Isabella
I felt an aching in my head when I opened my eyes and found myself lying on the bed inside a room. It wasn’t the apartment that was handed over to me. But I was sure I was still in the village. I robbed my forehead softly with the palm of my hand and in the process I got flashes of the last moments before I completely lost consciousness.
Travis was there, kneeling beside me with fear in his eyes. I recall him asking them what they had done to me but the rest of what happened wasn’t clear. It took a while for the pain to ease and just then the door opened and Mason walked inside.
“Isabella,” he said, taking quick strides to meet me by the bed. “How are you feeling?” he asked.
“I'm fine for now, but Mason, you have to help me. I cannot remain here,” I told him. I tried to get up
