Eliana's POV
I woke up that morning with a splitting headache. My legs felt numb as I stood up from the bed and it took me a few moments to be able to regain control of them.
The front door slammed shut in the distance, making the walls and my head vibrate. Carmen and her visitors were a menace. They were always coming and going and the door always begged for mercy whenever they shut it. And no matter how many times I complained to Carmen about it, it still went on. Since her arrival at the house, I couldn't remember one time that any of my complaints got entertained.
She either ignored them, or trivialized them.
Hearing the notification sound of my phone, I scooted over to my bedside table and grabbed the phone. My eyes went wide immediately and I jumped from the bed.
Fuck. I was
