Chapter Six
The first attempt
I’d been having nightmares since I had escaped from that prison. I was too afraid to close my eyes and just drift away. Several times at night, I woke up screaming, drenched with sweat, thinking that Baxley was back. He kept torturing me, even in my dreams, and I couldn’t forget about the way he made me feel. Even Avianna wasn’t able to calm me down in that state.
Idris assured me that no one knew about his apartment; apparently, he owned several properties in London. His sister was trying to get a hold of him, and he eventually answered her calls. I noticed that he was stressed out after he had spoken to her. He kept telling me that everything was all right, but I wasn’t too convinced. Maybe he was still trying to protect me.
Things with Nicolas were awkw
