#Chapter 169 The Morning After

Tessa’s POV

When I woke up, I was lying in my bed. Ruby lay next to me, curled up, and completely passed out. She wasn’t as pale as she was when I left her yesterday and looking over at the bowl that I left for her, filled with her favorite soup, Tomato, and Basil, it was completely gone.

Telling from the sun that desperately tried to peer through my closed window blinds, it was morning.

I tried to think about the events that unfolded last night but it was kind of foggy. I remembered the bank and the hostages. I remembered having a stupid idea to go inside and then—

Oh, God.

Joseph!

It all seemed like a crazy dream, but it wasn’t. The building collapsed with Joseph and Carter still inside.

How did I get back in my room?

I reached for my neck and felt the bandages had been removed, but I felt a swollen puncture wound on my neck from when Ryan bit me.

Tears instantly began to cloud my vision as I scrambled out of bed and rushed into the living room. I couldn’t breathe; I needed to fin