Chapter Thirty Seven~ Behind the wall
Damia’s POV ********
“ Let me go!!! Let me goo!!!!” I screamed loudly, waking up with a start. My heart was pounding like it wanted to tear through my ribs. My breath came in short, sharp gasps, and I clutched my throat instinctively, half-expecting to still feel the woman's icy fingers digging into my skin. Or the mark her hand must have left on my neck.
There was nothing there.
Just my own shaky breathing and the echo of the nightmare still curling around me like smoke. I sat there for a moment, frozen in the quiet, trying to convince myself it wasn’t real.
I ran to the mirror if I would see anything but I looked absolutely normal.
It was just a dream.
Just a dream.
What if it wasn’t just a dream? What if the lady was trying to say some
