Chapter 22: Another Failed Escape

Ava's POV

The next morning I woke up with a jerk with tears rolling down my face as my heart burned in my chest with the memories of my nightmare.

What have I been doing?

I needed to leave!

Tears ran down my cheeks as the nightmare lingered in my mind, and I was filled with sudden grief.

It was the memory of the day of my wedding —the day I watched Fernando get killed.

Oh God! I hadn't thought of him in a while, and I was just —Overwhelmed.

It was like I had forgotten what had happened, and now it just hit me all over again with as much intensity as the day it happened.

The pain felt brand new and damn it hurt. It felt like a knife had stabbed me in the chest.

I swirled my head to my side, and was relieved to find it empty.

Miguel wasn't there.

He wasn't in the room. I didn't even bother to think about where he had gone.

The room was bright. It was around seven in the morning, and my heart ached terribly.

I buried my face into my palm letting the pain suck me in as thoughts of