Zara started pacing her room in circles while Jake tried to cool her down. She was muttering under her breath, "How did this happen? Is something happening to me?"
Jake tried to stop her nervous pacing but she wouldn't stop. "Z, wait."
Zara was getting jittery and her hands were sweating profusely. She couldn't believe that she had been passed out for a week. What had she missed? What was happening to her?
She suddenly saw the flash of her dream with Ryan asking her incredulously, "What are you doing here?" His tone was harsh and he hadn't seemed happy to see her.
Was that a dream or a reality?
Jake's pleas fell to deaf ears as Zara continued speaking to herself.
He finally pushed her to the door as it slammed on its frame. Zara momentarily forgot everything, her eyes were fixated on the face in front of her, mere inches from her gaze. Jake held her wrists, his hold light yet firm and her pace quickened.
