Trigger Warning: Imagery related to assault (s****l)
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Rose tried to sleep, but she could not find a shred of slumber in her soul.
Maybe that was for the best.
Going to sleep in this alien, dangerous place would do her no good since she was not a light sleeper.
However, sitting still in that thick darkness was no better.
She tried to ignore it, but she could feel herself losing her mind because the more she sat there, the more the demons she had been trying to run away from came to haunt her; Richard especially.
The wicked in his eyes snarked, the poison in his words pierced her heart and thoughts of the heavy silence he subjected her to made her head ache so much that tears spilled from her heart to her eyes
She spent many minutes in that hell.
She was only able to escape it
