Rosa's POV

I woke up to the sun shining brightly on my face. I placed a hand over my face regretting the reason why I left the windows open after last night. I grunted as I tried getting up but felt a weight around my waist. My mind was puzzled when I found out I wasn't able to get up. Was I paralyzed? I questioned in fear.

I turned my head toward my waist and was relieved to find out it was a hand on my waist. A hand on my waist. Does it mean Jack is back? I turned to gaze at the face and frowned slightly when I...