Ambush In The Woods

Esme jolted awake with a sharp gasp, her eyes flying open as though she just escaped from a vivid nightmare. She shot upright on the bed, her heart pounding frantically in her chest. Disoriented, she glanced around the room she was in and recalled coming in here to get some sleep.

Her hand instinctively pressed against her chest, trying to calm the wild beat of her heart. But one thing consumed her mind, and it was Donovan.

Why was he the first thing she thought of upon waking up?

Tossing the covers aside, Esme slipped out of bed and quietly made her way down the dimly lit corridor. She hesitated when she found herself standing in front of Donovan's chamber door.

Her hand lingered just before knocking, and she questioned herself on what excuse she might tell him if he opened the door and asked what she was doing here.

After receiving no answer upon three knocks, she gripped the door handle and, after a brief pause, turned it to enter.