Evelyn's POV
Hurt.
Pain.
Agony.
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Pleasure.
Bliss.
Heaven.
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It is all sparks. I momentarily forget where I am. What I am. Or what am I supposed to do. All I feel are the sparks. They are only throwing me into bliss. Making me drown in the ocean of pleasure fireworks.
Slowly the feeling descended. The bliss is there but the reality and consciousness is overpowering.!
"Evelyn!!! Remove that mark right now!" Tasha's voice screams in my head.
My eyes go wide the moment I open them. I am on the floor in this silver cell. Filth is hovering me. His face buried in the crook of my neck. He is breathing and it tickles. But I don't think he is conscious right now. Because there is no movement.
I push him away with one swift wave and he falls to the side.
"Ev
