
Isabel
I nearly jumped out of my skin when a voice spoke out of the blue. "Hey Isabel, you okay?"
I awoke and I sat up hurriedly, my eyes wide with fear for a moment. And then I saw Liz's face and relaxed instantly. To think I had expected to find government agents staring back at me.
I calmed myself down first, telling myself inwardly that no one was going to stuff me in a white room or run tests on me. I thought briefly about Jesse and the dream I'd had, but pushed it aside as I focused my attention on the present. "Hey," I said, still breathing hard.
Her face was etched with concern. I didn't need pity, though. I needed . . . What did I need?
Security.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just . . . just tired, I guess."