ANNABEL
Ronald walked towards me, his eyes not leaving mine, and slowly I was sitting down on the wicked chair, hands bound by ropes, and he was towering over me. I didn't know what his next action would be, but it seemed the fight was coming to a close as the sound of gunshots was slowly fading.
He grabbed my neck, twisting his hands around my neck so tightly that I felt my entire breath almost getting knocked off.
"Your daring prince charming has come to save you, but let's see if he will save you from my hands."
His words made me shiver at the same time his hands were still digging into my neck, and I was fighting for breath.
He let go of my neck in one swift motion, and I found myself coughing out loudly with tears streaming down my eyes.
His hands went into his shirt as he broug
