Without Knowing (When You Wake Book 1) Read Online Free Page A

if standing didn’t hurt so much. There should be a velvet rope courting off everything, but then where would I walk? Downfall to museum living, the room was hideous.
    I did have a beautiful view from the bay window. The cove, anytime of the day, made it easier to wake up with a boot strapped to my leg, and my wrist tied up; both itched where I couldn’t get to them. The waves crashing against the rocks and the sun setting along the water were my only friends.
    "Hey, I pulled a few more movies from the library." Caleb walked through my door shuffling through the DVDs in his hands. It was another usual night of watching movies alone, in bed, with a tray of dinner.
    "Awesome." I rolled my eyes.
    He was trying to be nice I supposed. I just wasn't sure why and it only agitated him when I couldn't remember things on my own, so I was careful not to ask too many questions. Caleb hardly stepped foot in my room for a few days after the last round of “Too Many Questions.”
    "How about tonight I have the staff make up some killer platters of sushi, fruit, and popcorn with a side of candy for an all-night comedy marathon?" He flushed. "That's if you don't mind the company."
    My ears perked at the thought of couch time with Caleb. It was always too quiet and lonely. I was ready for a little noise. “Sure.”
    "Okay, then." He stared at me with another wicked smile of his.
    My face was acting on its own when it let my excitement show. "I can help. I can pop some popcorn." I offered.
    ”No, Eva. We have staff for that. You're supposed to be resting anyways.”
    Since the pool of blood in the clinic, Caleb hasn’t allowed me to leave my room. And leaving the house was a topic that was brought up once and Caleb immediately squashed any further talk of that.
    He hasn’t said it in so many words but the blood bath scared him. It scared me too. Thankfully, my face hasn’t met any hard surfaces at rapid speeds since and I preferred not to think about it much either. If I could explain the white forest away to just being a part of some awkward dream, I don’t think I would be so scared of it.
    "I know, but I'm feeling so much better, stronger even. I could make a few snacks."
    "There are stairs, long hallways." He was merely stating facts as if trying to find different reasons not on the list I’ve already written down from his previous lectures.
    "I'll be careful…"
    "Eva, please…just give it some more time." It was subtle but it showed how much he was annoyed with this conversation again.
    "What time should I expect you?" I asked, hoping he hadn’t changed his mind.
    "Well, we can start with four movies… 6 o'clock sound good?" He grazed his forefinger against the side of my cheek.
    "Yeah, I'll be ready for you." I smiled.
    Awkward much ? His behavior had continued to change since he dismissed Dr. Nyssa. The only face I had the pleasure of seeing for weeks on end was Caleb's and there weren’t any complaints with the fineness that walked into my room. I was becoming more comfortable with my sudden growth spurt. Pouting was still something I struggled with but maturity came easier.
    Caleb’s pearly blue eyes melted my little toes. His short, auburn hair that subtly spiked in the front complimented his boxy-shaped face. Sometimes he tried to grow out his side burns, but they always looked better shorter. His smile tended to curl to the side; I liked the way his smile reached his ears.
    But even as much as I enjoyed seeing his beautiful face every day, our routine was just that - routine. He popped in daily with food, movies, and occasionally stayed for conversation. It was tedious and I was kind of done with it.
    Any conversation about my injuries caused Caleb to get angry and rush out, while I sat awkwardly in a room clearly made for someone else. After my last attempt at the discussion, and Caleb’s overreaction, I knew today was him trying to play make-up. However, this was different.
    Avoiding the usual supervision, I