Blood. Screams. Crunching sounds. Blood. Screams. Crunching sounds.
Claws.
Claire’s face.
Screams.
The darkness creeping closer and closer until she couldn’t see. Coating her whole body. Her insides. The sticky molasses all over her. Violet eyes. Red eyes. Pain—so much pain in her head.
Blood. Screams. Crunching sounds.
Everything repeating, playing on a loop.
Ava shot up with a jolt to the early morning light streaming through the curtains. The darkness receded from her mind as her heart hammered in her chest.
“Sshh...”
It was only when she heard his voice and felt his hand gently rubbing her back that she realised she was in Zeke’s bed again.
And she was in nothing but her sports bra and underwear!
She lay back down quickly, drawing the bedding over her body as she put som
