Chapter 185

“Xavier, wake up! Wake up!”

The sound of the female voice calling out to him sounded so distant at first, but the hand violently shaking his shoulders brought him back to consciousness.

He was breathing fast, as his eyes got accustomed to the light around him, his chest heaving rapidly.

“Are you okay?” Charlotte asked him, peering into his eyes as she touched the sides of his face. He could see the fear in her eyes as she studied him.

“Charlotte,” he whispered, holding her arms and wrapping her in a tight hug. She was alive, here in front of him. “You’re alive.”

“Yeah,” she said uncertainly, hugging him back. “Did anyone kill me?” She asked with a chuckle.

He finally pulled out of the hug and glanced around. They were still in the jet, on their way to Orlando. He had just had a bad dream.

“Where’s Caleb?” He asked.

“Right here,” she said, pointing at a part of the jet where a small makeshift bed had been made for Caleb to lie on. “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah,