Chapter 43
- Izzy’s P.O.V.
- A persistent pressing in my head wakes me and it takes me a second to get my bearings. I am in an unfamiliar room, but I feel two arms wrapped around me and I know who they belong to.
- I feel that someone is trying to link me and I open it up for whoever deemed if fit to wake me up this way. “This better be good.” I grumble.