hapter three
The door slamming into the wall is the first thing I hear. I lay still hoping once
whomever sees I'm still asleep will leave. Unfortunately, Ray's obnoxiously loud-ass voice diminishes any hope I
had of sleeping in.
Time to get up, Rogue." A second set of rushing footsteps follows Ray's into the room.
I groan and stretch as best as
I can without further injuring myself.
"You really couldn't have let her wake up on her own?"
Violet's irritated attitude has me rolling over to face the scene in front of me. Ray is standing right next to the open door with his arms crossed.
"She's healed enough to wait for Asher in a cell."
He's not wrong, my broken leg is fully healed, and my other previously torn-up leg just has large, tender scars littering it. Violet gives Ray an exasperated look at his response.