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I love you, I love you, I love you.
My head moved in the faintest shaking motion. It was the only plea I could manage now.
Anguish and rage exploded from my assassin. He lurched forward, rocking back when the driver’s door opened.
I blinked and he was gone. And a ghost of a man was stalking toward me.
I tried to smile.
I tried to keep my eyes open.
One moment he was halfway across the street. The next he was lifting my weighted body into his arms.
I dragged open my eyes to look at the ghost and muttered a weak, “Miss me?” before the world went dark.
My head ached.
My entire body felt off. Not right. Too heavy.
I didn’t remember getting in bed, and I couldn’t remember how to open my scratchy eyes.
My heart began racing in my chest when a memory pushed through my fuzzy mind from mornings over the years, waking up exactly like this. After nights I’d prayed were nightmares.
And soon realized weren’t.
I finally forced my eyes open, tears filling them as I stared at the large window that covered most of the far wall. The outside world was full of deep purples and pinks and oranges of the early morning, and it looked far too beautiful for the hatred that sat heavily in my chest.
The disgust and fear that filled my body were nearly overwhelming when I couldn’t remember anything from the night before. There was no nightmare, but I didn’t know if that was better.
Because there was nothing. No hint at what the demon had done in the night.
No hint of what piece of me he’d taken.
There was only him, there, and pressed against me.
“Time’s up, Jess.”
I started to roll onto my back, but stilled. My body locked up and my chest ached from the lack of oxygen filling my lungs when I felt the person behind me.
I stared at that window for an eternity trying to figure out if I wanted to face my nightmares or escape the bedroom without looking.
Wait, bedroom . . . I was in my bedroom in the guesthouse on Holloway.
My mind raced through the pounding, desperately searching for anything from last night.
We’d had a plan to get Momma, but AJ found me. He’d stopped it.
How had I gotten here? What had happened to our plan?
My chest heaved when I could no longer hold my breath, and without making the conscious decision to, I slowly rolled over to see who was behind me.
Time stopped.
The room tilted.
Bile rose in my throat.
No. No, no, no.
