**Jake**

Kait comes over to my bedside and places a damp cloth over my forehead. She smiles when she sees my eyes open, and my heart melts.

“Good morning,” she whispers in the early light.

“Morning,” I say, wincing at the hoarseness of my voice. More than that, I’m surprised I’m alive.

I look around my room, seeing Nathan pacing in the corner and Marcey fiddling with some things in a bag. It’s MY room, but I don’t know how I got ...