Morgan's POV:

"You're up."

I looked to my right to find Sabrina seated there. She looked exhausted to say the least.

"I guess so." I said.

"Don't worry. The door's locked. None of them will disturb you."

None of who? Uh, right. Winston and Dante. "Is Winston okay?" I asked.

Sabrina tilted her head to the side looking at me from head to toe. When she didn't reply, I slowly shook my head, demanding an explanation.

"Is anything wrong?..."

But I had barely finished the sentence when the news came crashing in me like a boulder. The screech I heard in my ears that was my own voice screaming without...