Chapter 24 Rose : Red bites
I forget to breathe as I hear those words. I don't want to accept that my handsome stranger is my captor. I sag down onto the plush white carpet and sit there as if in a trance. All the happy feelings has left the building, and in it's place dread has taken root. Dread that it might be him that I have given myself over to. That I gave him, the King of the Underworld, my captor, all of my firsts. My mind is stuck and refuse to move on. It can't be I say over and over as if it's a mantra and this is how the maids find me. They sweep me up, dress me in a white off the shoulder gown. The red bites reflects against my skin and the white dress. The dress is beautiful but I don't enjoy it's beauty as I look at my own reflection in the mirror. The maids try to cover up the marks and they
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