Chapter 32.
Clara’s Pov.
I don’t know how long I have been sleeping, but it was clear that I had just slipped out of unconsciousness.
I woke up with a sharp gasp, my heart racing so hard I almost felt it tear past my chest.
I gripped my head tightly, grimacing as a sharp throbbing pain hit me hard.
Immediately, Logan’s face flashed in my mind. My body trembled as the image of his finger on my clit filled my mind, rubbing me in ways only a psycho would.
Restless, I writhed, trying to get out of his grip, but his voice echoed in my ear, haunting me still. Voices filled my head, the voice of Logan assaulting me, and mine when I screamed.
I tossed against the bed, my heart clamping as I felt his hand roaming my entire body.
“No… stop. Help!” I screamed, yanking out of my final subcons
