Elara
I woke up with a scream ripping from my throat.
I didn’t think. I didn’t breathe. My body just reacted, shoving back, kicking at the blankets tangled around me. My heart slammed hard against my ribs like it wanted to fly out. My mouth was already open, the words pouring out before I could stop them.
“Don’t touch me! Don’t you dare touch me!”
My voice cracked. I couldn’t see clearly. Everything was dark except the soft glow of the moon cutting through the curtains, but I saw him. I saw Ace sitting at the edge of my bed like a shadow coming to life, his face hovering over mine with something seeming like remorse and I scoffed.
“You bastard,” I spat, chest heaving. “You sick, evil bastard. I hate you.”
He didn’t say anything. Not at first. He just looked at me with those eyes tha
