Chapter 9

Jaselyn's POV

I woke up with a jolt, rising up so fast from the bed that the aches returned with a vengeance. My head was aching as well and I nursed my temple, trying to clear my vision.

I had just woken up from a nightmare, one in which Zane had kissed me and then dug a knife right into my back. He backed away with a malicious grin, telling me how much of a fool I was to trust him.

In the next minute, before I could even react to the pain of having a knife lunged deep into my back, Isla pushed me off the cliff. As I fell down with a scream, slowly dropping down into the abyss, I saw Zane holding Isla closely while she carried what seemed to be a newborn sleeping peacefully.

As I rubbed my forehead gently, everything began to come back to me vividly like a scene playing right before my eyes. I shake my head as if to make it go away.

“I promise we won't let it happen. We'll survive this, we'll become stronger and we'll get out of here. We'll go make all our dreams come true, I promis