#Chapter31

Without a thought, I placed my palm in his.

I gasped and clutched my sweaty throat as I woke up from the scary nightmare. Even while sleeping, I was aware that I was physically thrashing my arms around because the nightmare seemed so real and close to what I had suffered last week.

I frantically moved my eyes around, relieved that I was in my own room and not back in that scary alley with those scary men.

My duvet was a tangled mess around my body and my sheets were sweaty. I was breathing hard, aware of my hair sticking to my face and the back of my...