DELIA HERRERA POV

Someone was touching and pulling on my arm. My eyes fluttered open as light filtered through my lid letting me know that the blindfold had been taken.

I trembled all over, my body strung so tight, that I felt like I was going to get snapped in half.

"Delia, open your mouth" Jason's voice reached my ear.

His image was blurry. Was this another dream? My brain felt like it wasn't mine. Even blinking felt like a herculean task.

"Open your mouth, Delia" he ordered, his tone more insistent.

I wanted to weep in relief to know that he hadn't left me to die after all, but...