I was nervously pacing back and forth after Evan and Alex immediately bid their goodbyes. I bit my thumbnail nervously, starting to plan my escape. Fear coursed through me as I imagined what might happen if he found me.
I would endure those tortures all over again.
He would cut me… over and over.
“No! Before he catches me, I’ll kill myself!” I screamed. “He will never get me alive! Not again!”
I stormed through the kitchen, searching for a knife. My hand trembled as I grabbed the sharpest one and lifted it to my neck.
“Freya! Stop, stop!” Diane shouted, her voice echoing in my mind. “What are you thinking?!”
“Diane, he’s back! Alexei is back!” I cried, tears blurring my vision. “Before he gets me, I’ll kill myself first!”
“Freya, no!” Diane’s voice was urgent, firm. She forced her p
