WRITER’S POV
Anna felt like she was in a trance, the sound of their laughter filled her with so much rage, how dare they, lie about what all they did to her, they had no conscience, they killed her and her papa, she was in a dark room almost. She knew this was a nightmare,
From just seeing their faces it gave her night terrors, she just wanted to wake up.
Anna felt her consciousness coming back, she felt small dabs of a warm towel on her face slowly dabbing her face, she woke up to see a face that never in a million years he thought she would see, Phillips face just a few inches from hers, his mind was concentrated on her cherry red lips before he felt her shift, he uttered the word ‘beautiful’.
She felt him edge closer like he was going in for a kiss.
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