Phoebe
I listened to Sophia’s plan and it will work. We just need to stay alive long enough for our family to find us. I will die before I let Tarone take me away from my family and Caleb. God, I hope he is okay, and Matthew too.
My head hurts, so does my chest, and my side from my shoulder down to my leg. Sophia gave me some water that was standing on the chest of drawers, which I gladly sipped. “Are you with me?” Sophia asked. “Yes,” Layla and I both said. Layla looks like they used her as a punching bag.
I am sorry that I got her messed up in this too. Dr. Reed must hate me for putting him in this position. I will make this right. I won’t let Tarone win. “Help me move the chest of drawers, but we have to be quiet,” Sophia says. I got up and moved as best I could with my injuries.
