(Annabell POV)
Hot!
Hot burning!
Hot burning excruciating!
Hot burning excruciating mind- consuming!
Would this damn well stop?
Why am I drowning in this darkness?
I can't come up for air?
Unconsciousness consumes me; and I can't find the surface.
"Why isn't she waking up?" A wonderful, concerned female voice reverberates through the confinements of my skull.
"It won't be long Mrs Tryst, the doctor said she had a concussion and other injuries that need to heal.
"Annabell is doing great!" A smooth, male voice interrupts.
My mum is here!
My dear mother, by my side while I heal and recover.
That's when the previous events hit me!
Jason!
Jason Law!
I remember the way he hurt me.
The way he abused me.
Before I have a chance to grasp it, or reign it in, I sit upright, my eyes
