Chapter 68

• EMBER'S POV
• I woke up in a poorly lit room, feeling groggy and disoriented, and struggled to sit up on the cold hard floor. There was a window that told me it was still dark outside, and in the far back of my mind, I worried that my family would be worried at the fact that I wasn't home yet. But that only reaffirmed the fact that all wasn't well.
• “What the hell?” I said weakly. It was as though every bone in my body had been stepped on mercilessly, and there was nothing I could do to fix it. It was a very helpless feeling to be honest. And I hated feeling this way.