I can’t breathe.
Oh my God.
Gasping, I bolt upright in . . . a bed. No, my bed. My hand flies to my throat, fingers touching the skin, and a wince when a jolt of pain travels through there down my body.
It was a dream. It has to be a dream. I am in my room. Safe. Protected. Nobody is choking me.
I didn’t tell Nathan about the message, although I should’ve. His eyes had prominent dark rings underneath them, and the redness coated gave away how much sleep deprived he was. So, filling him in on this shock wouldn’t have been a wise decision.
After he dropped me, I went straight to bed. The whole house was sleeping, considering it was after midnight.
The room was illuminated by the moonlight pouring through the open curtains, casting a bright glow on the wall beside me. I couldn’t reme
