Chapter Fifty-Three
Ana
The next morning, I woke up feeling significantly better than I had in days. The deep, heavy exhaustion that had settled into my bones seemed to have finally loosened its grip. My body felt relatively okay, free from the sharp, shooting pains that usually accompanied my waking hours. The mattress beneath me was incredibly soft and welcoming, so comfortable that I lay there for several minutes, wrapped in the clean sheets, feeling like I absolutely never wanted to get up and face the reality of the world again.
If it had not been for Derek’s swift intervention and bravery yesterday, I knew I would never have been able to successfully escape from that suffocating pack house. He had pulled me out of the jaws of absolute misery. Yet, as I stared up at the unfamilia
