Chapter 23
Rebecca
It was a torment in my head, a real torture.
I had let Sebastian drive my car to take me to Hanna, I had one hand in my pocket, turning the amethyst jewel between my fingers.
It was the only protection I had against him.
He was a killer.
He really was and I kept cursing myself for getting into that situation on the edge of reality.
I should have run away, run as far as possible from him and his family but I was still there, with him by my side despite the harsh truth he had finally confessed to me.
But the thing that I found absurd was that, despite that chilling awareness, I did nothing but think of the powerful understanding that existed between our bodies. I felt superficial to give such importance to a carnal desire to the point that it overshadowed the fact
