Ruby's POV

I woke up again in the same room. The same white light burned overhead, stabbing through my eyes until I had to turn my face away. My wrists and ankles were still strapped down, tight, unyielding. And the sheets beneath me were stiff and cold.

My head throbbed. Every pulse felt like a hammer striking bone. The world around me swayed, flickering between light and shadow. For a second, I thought I heard Austin’s voice, softly calling my name.

But when I opened my eyes, no one was ...