Familiar Strangers In My Room.

The cold air from the window touched my bare skin, raising goosebumps that had nothing to do with the chill. This was it... There was no turning back now...

Rylan stood over me, his shadow falling across my face, obscuring the ceiling. The other two men, Jon and a face I still couldn't quite place, watched from the foot of the bed. A tremor ran through me, a mix of fear and something else, something I refused to name.

“You ready for this, Connie?” Rylan’s ...