Chapter 48 The Prison
- The first thing I noticed when the sun rose was the silence. The complete, deafening silence that signaled what happened was not a nightmare.
- I had spent the night huddled against the locked door, but there was no sound of footsteps, no hum of the coffee maker, no Zayne.
- I scrambled to my nightstand, reaching for my phone to call Rose, to call anyone, but it was gone.