R O S A L I E
A hand wrapped around my throat, tightening its grip and I struggled, trying to claw their hands away, it felt like my hands couldn’t move. It felt like I was screaming but no sounds were coming out. My lungs were burning, desperate for air.
"You are mine, Rosalie. You will always be mine."
Casper's menacing voice whispered in my ear.
I woke up with a gasp, my heart pounding in my chest. I was drenched in cold sweat, my breathing ragged.
It took me a moment to realize where I was. I was in Axel's room. In Axel's bed.
And Axel was right there, his arm draped protectively over my waist.
"Rosalie? What's wrong? You're crying." He said, his voice thick with sleep.
He was right. I was crying. Tears were streaming down my face, my body trembling with fear.
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