PENELOPE'S POV

Once again, I was waking up from a nightmare. Only that this one came with the full memories loaded at the back of my head. My body ached as I sat upright, trying to get a view of the space I was in.

Different, definitely not Ezra's room.

“You're awake,”

Julian.

I followed the sound of his voice, spotted him sitting behind a desk at the far corner of the room. I quickly looked toward the door to see if it was locked.

“Why would you bring me up here?” I ...