Mia POV
When I wake up, my head has pressure equivalent to a soda pop after it has been shaken like a maraca. I start to panic, waking up in a room that looks to be right out of a movie. The natural wooden floors contrast nicely with the glass windows that reach from the ceiling to the floor. Sunlight filters through them, casting artsy patterns all around and offering me a gorgeous view of the outdoor pool.
My heart pounds in my chest, my mind still lost on where I am. I sit up and the sudden movement causes a ripping pain to radiate from my thigh. An involuntary yelp leaves me, echoing through the room.
The bathroom door springs open, and Enzo sprints in, his toothbrush still dangling from his mouth, his eyes wide with concern.
Seeing him naturally calms me down until the memories
