Scott's POV

The chirping of birds brought me back to consciousness. I slowly opened my eyes. I was in my room. Last thing I remember was...oh no, Hannah. I wriggled out of bed. Angry rays of the sun tore through my high window and slapped hard on my face. I rose my hand protected my precious eyes.

The door swung open. Footsteps echoed in the room. Gabrielle came into view. She was in a white plain gown with sleeveless arms.

"Glad to see you're awake and kicking," she said with a warm smile. Her smile mysteriously seemed to calm me down.

"Where's Hannah?" I asked immediately and got up. "Tristan...