Corrine

I was pretty sure there was a sledgehammer slamming into my head repeatedly because, damn, an incredible pain welcomed me as I opened my eyes. I groped in the darkness and groaned as a sharp sting in my thigh fully woke me up.

Where am I? What happened? Am I dead already?

I tried to move my legs, but something restrained my knees from moving. I squinted in that direction and found Andrew sitting near my feet. His hands were on my bare knees.

Wait a minute.

I was wearing pants when I left. Why are my knees uncovered now?

“Don’t move too much,” Andrew’s voice sounded like a...