CRYSTAL.
The shrill ringing of my phone yanked me out of sleep so violently that I almost fell off the bed.
For a split second, I didn’t even know where I was.
My heart took off in a painful sprint.
My eyes darted around the unfamiliar room — the expensive sheets tangled around my legs, the thick curtains blocking out half the morning light, the faint scent of Jaden’s cologne still lingering in the air.
Then everything came rushing back at once.
Jaden.
The guards.
The locked-up feeling.
The helplessness.
And Jason.
Shit.
I scrambled upright, my breath coming out too fast, reaching blindly for my phone on the bedside drawer.
It was past seven.
Past seven.
Panic exploded in my chest.
How could I have slept this long?
My fingers shook as I grabbed the phone and looked at t
