Chapter 32.
Clara’s Pov.
I don’t know how long I have been sleeping, but it was clear that I had just slipped out of unconsciousness.
I woke up with a sharp gasp, my heart racing so hard I almost felt it tear past my chest.
I gripped my head tightly, grimacing as a sharp throbbing pain hit me hard.
Immediately, Logan’s face flashed in my mind. My body trembled as the image of his finger on my c**t filled my mind, rubbing me in ways only a psycho would.
Restless, I writhed, trying to get out of his grip, but his voice echoed in my ear, haunting me still. Voices filled my head, the voice of Logan assaulting me, and mine when I screamed.
I tossed against the bed, my heart clamping as I felt his hand roaming my entire body.
“No… stop. Help!” I screamed, yanking out of my final subcons
