Chapter 118: Felecia

Friday. Hospital. Austin, Texas.

FELECIA KNEW WHAT A drug induced sleep felt like. She'd been in them enough to know she hadn't done this to herself willingly. Where had her father taken her this time? What were they running from? Would this ever stop?

She floated in darkness becoming aware of aches and pains.

What had she been doing? Working out too hard?

All at once memories flashed. Her ankle and the plan to wear herself raw. The door bursting open and a man with golden hair and blue eyes looking at her.

Evan.

She wasn't with her father. She should be with Evan.

What happened? Where was she?

Felecia clawed herself toward wakefulness. Every few moments she could crack her eyes open, but the overwhelming need to sleep pulled her back under. Each time she became aware of her circumstances a bit faster, Evan's name coming to her quicker.

He was her touchstone, the thing calling her back.