DELIA HERRERA POV

"What do you think you are doing" I got out groggily, then tried to stand up. I couldn't. I glanced down at my body, my brows furrowing when I saw I was in a straightjacket.

Jason turned me over, then pulled at the straps tightly while I grunted, and then he moved me again until I was lying on my back.

It was disorienting and because I was just waking up, my brain was taking a while to catch up.

"What are you doing... Jason"

I was exhausted, so when Jason ignored my question, I went mute, my gaze following his every move.

Wearing a straightjacket wasn't...