*Gwen’s POV*

My eyes snapped open at the sound of a soft moan from beside me. I looked out the window to see it was still dark—it must’ve been well past midnight—and felt a strong kink in my neck as I jolted up.

"Chelsea? Chelsea, are you okay? Can you hear me? How many fingers am I holding up?" I asked, bombarding her with questions as I turned to her.

Chelsea moaned, and without opening her eyes, weakly stuck her middle ...