Chapter 11

AUTHOR'S POV

Sunlight was peeking through the windows of Ana's room. She was laying on the bed, with her eyes wide open, staring at the balcony.

Last night, she felt, like someone was here, but when she woke up, no one was here, except for the breeze, that was making the balcony curtains move.

She had been awake from that time, laying in the bed, thinking about everything. She didn't know what was going to happen next? Why was everything happening in the first place?

She had to find answers and also find a way out of here on her own, as Lucas was dead and there was no one, who was going to help her anymore.

With Lucas's thought, tears