Helen’s POV
“I’m not worried about the Huntsman coming back,” I admitted, guilt beating at my chest. I” keep having dreams about having s*x with him.”
My voice had dropped to a whisper, and shame filled me to the core of my being.
“Like he’s r****g you?” Justin growled.
“Worse,” I admitted. I felt sick to my stomach.
“I feel horrible about the nightmares,” I said. “Because in the dreams, I like having s*x with the Huntsman. I want him to f**k me. It’s like when I was under the spell, Martin cast over me. Somehow I feel like the spell is still there in my sleep, and I don’t want those feelings.”
“I want the images of us in bed together to go away. Every time I wake up, I feel like I’m going to vomit. Can you understand why I didn’t really want to admit that to you?”
“Justin, th
