Allison's POV

I paced about the room most of the night, my legs just as busy as my mind. I fed my nails between my teeth, chewing on my nails as I strolled down and back the room. My soaked clothes were sticking to my skin as if they’d been glued.

I should change, but I had so many important things to think about. I had to find a way to escape from this place. I had to leave. Now that Rico had found out who I am, the longer I stayed here, the more danger my life was in.

I doubted Luca’s ...