Camilla jerked out of her sleep, clutching to her chest as if she'd just been startled awake from a nightmare. Groggily, she reached out to her phone and noticed several messages flashing on the screen.

Who else would it be? No one ordered her clinging brother. She leaned back, not ready to scroll through the tens of messages. She didn't have the mental strength to deal with it.

She lay in bed for a moment, trying to shake off the remnants of sleep. As she sat up, her mind began to ...