Ava

Sunlight streams through an open window, warm air rushing over me and gently rousing me from a deep sleep.

I slowly open my eyes, the blinding light enough to make them water. I blink several times to clear my vision and look around the room. I’m in my room, the familiar bed and walls comforting me in a way I would never expect.

“You’ve got to stop getting yourself hurt,” a deep voice speaks to my left, and I turn my head, seeing Devon sitting on his ...