Elsa
I struggled to stand, my legs shaking as I leaned against the wall for support. Every inch of me ached, bruised and battered from Adam’s relentless attack. But I couldn’t give up—not yet. Adam was still coming at me, his eyes wild and unrecognisable. My heart pounded in my chest as I raised my hand, trembling and tear-streaked, pleading with him.
"Please, Adam. I need you to stop," I begged, my voice barely a whisper through the tears. He had wounded me so badly, and I could feel my strength slipping away. But the pain didn’t matter. What mattered was stopping him—saving him before anyone else got hurt. I couldn’t let him kill me, but I couldn’t let him kill them either.
Without warning, Adam grabbed me again, slamming me back against the wall. His strength was overwhelming, and fo
