“Where am I?” I whispered to myself, looking around in confusion. Dried up tears on my cheeks and my throat dry.
“WHERE AM I?” I started shouting when the feeling felt too familiar. It was as if I died and woke up in a dark place. This is how it went the first time.
“Hey!” Elijah heard me crying and rushed out of the bathroom. He had dropped his coat on the floor, his shirt all wet too.
“You are in the guestroom of my mansion. Remember, I told you I will bring you here?” He cupped my face in his gigantic hands and a wave of sudden comfort took over me.
“Oh!” I gasped at my foolishness.
“it’s okay. You are fine. I will make sure you are,” There was a comfort in his eyes when he talked about keeping me safe.
“I was preparing a bath for you. You weren’t even out for a solid forty minu
