Ana woke up with a start. Her face was covered with sweat and her heart was leapt to her throat.
She looked around with fear and confusion when she found herself sitting in her bed. It was her room. The place where she was living these days. Slowly she took deep breaths and calmed herself.
"Was it just a dream?" she did not remember having this kind of conversation in her past life. But the woman seems to be claiming that she had given her another chance to fulfill her promise that she would take care of Rowan.
Nothing was making sense anymore. She fell on the bed again and stared at the ceiling as she felt disoriented and confused.
Her life had been in a mess and that was only because of one man! Garrison. If only.. She had never met him. She swallowed a curse as the door was knocked and Martha came in.
