That night, I dreamed about him.
I felt his hands on me again, felt his breath on my ear. I heard the sound that his skin made as I stabbed him, and all the while, I heard his laugh echoing in my ears. It was the most terrifying thing I had ever experienced, and I woke up with a scream.
Elias was by my side in an instant, his hands on my shoulders and in my hair, calming me, assuring me that I was fine, and I was safe.
It was laughable really, the word safe.
I wasn’t safe, I was nowhere near it actually. I couldn’t even sleep in my own room. I tried lying there before we fell asleep, I’d closed my eyes and I saw him standing over me. I burst into tears and ran out.
That was when he brought me here… to the guest room. It was bland, but it had no memories of Ethan.
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