" Sophie & Sophie? Look at me, come back to me. His soft voice brings me back to my senses and I realize my legs are closed, my tense body held rigidly and curled up in the fetal position. He s not inside me anymore and somehow, I m being cradled in his arms, my face turned away from him. Beside him and gasping for breath, his arms around my upper body as he holds me tight against him and strokes the hair back from my tear-stained face. Just breathe, slow and steady. You re safe, it s me, it s Arry. You re safe with me. I zone back in, realizing I am gripping his arm with deadly intent, my nails digging in, yet he doesn t seem to care. My face is soaked, and I am so dizzy I can barely get my head together. I don t know where I went, or for how long I went there, but the taste
