Annabel's POV

I woke up with a heavy bang inside my head the next morning. For a few minutes I couldn't make sense of who I am or who the man staring back at me is.

I could only remember one name and I continued to repeat it until my memories came back.

"Scott is not here, Natalia," Myron answered me, a deep frown settling on his face.

I came to my sense and heaved a sigh while I held unto my head.

"You shouldn't have done that," the scolding began, "You could have gotten yourself killed! If I had not arrived on time, the worse could have happened."

I...