Mia's POV

The door creaked open as Daisy returned, juggling a tray of soup and fruit, nudging the door closed with her hip. Her smile vanished the moment she saw me sitting bolt upright in bed, clutching my phone like it might bite me.

They found me. After everything, they still won't let me go.

"What happened?" Daisy rushed to my side, nearly spilling the soup in her hurry.

My fingers trembled so badly I could barely hold out the phone. "He called. Xavier. ...