Amara’s POV
Things went by so quickly that night that we almost died. I looked at him while I was crying, but he didn't leave me. He held my hand as we jumped out of my house window, and I let out a soft gasp when I saw Uncle John laughing like an id*ot outside.
He gave me the evil eye as if I were prey, and he was the predator waiting to pounce at any moment!
I inhaled deeply and breathed heavily, struggling to rise off the floor. When we tried to get up, Craig looked at me and grabbed my hand. But Uncle John walked over and pulled Craig away from me.
“Don’t hurt him!” I yelled at him angrily.
"I don't understand why all these men are crazy about you, my dear lovely niece!" Uncle John laughed like crazy. "I only have one thing to say to you: you failed! Look at me now—I'm standing
