Aliyah
"I'm here to make sure you don't forget where you came from."
"No…" I stepped back, dread was creeping up my spine. "You can't be him. You're not real."
I didn't want to say his name, as I didn't even want to acknowledge the possibility that he could be standing in front of me. But deep down, I knew the truth—my past was catching up with me faster than I had anticipated. I knew he wasn't the type to be easily knocked off, not because he was strong, but because he was just an obsessive bastard.
"How did you get here?" I managed to choke. I turned around and spotted the medical staff who were getting water for me. She looked at me with concern, sensing my distress, so she hurriedly called the royal guards standing nearby.
"Do you think you can get away from me?" He grabbed my arm
