Gabriella’s POV

The car moved on its own, without any control of the wheel, and we crashed into a big tree. I opened my eyes and found myself in a dark room with my daughter sleeping beside me, sporting a few wounds on her body. “Estella! Estella!” I called. Trying to get on my feet, I noticed that I was also wounded and experiencing terrible pain.

“Don’t overexert yourself, Gabby,” Leah said to me.

“I need to get on my feet, look for my husband, and escape this place,” ...