Star jerked awake from the dream she was having. She sat up trembling. Her hand covered her mouth as silent tears flowed down her cheeks. She had seen him. She had seen Jazin. He had been in a dark cell chained to a wall at first before she saw him again lying curled up. His body was covered in welts, bruises, and cuts from being beaten.
She pushed the covers on the narrow bed back and slid her feet into the soft brown leather boots. Pushing her hair back impatiently, she straightened her top before walking over to the small closet-sized cleansing room. She stood looking at her pale reflection. Her eyes seemed too large for her face and were slightly red from crying in her sleep. She could have sworn she had touched him. She could feel his skin under her fingertips as she caressed his che
