"Billie, no!"
Harry's voice echoes in the back of my mind, but it's faltering, distant, like he is calling me from the other side of the f*****g ocean.
I feel hands grabbing my wrists, but my body seems to answer before my mind does, shaking violently to get rid of the grip. Turning on the heels of my feet, I start running. Everything passes in a rush around me and, at the same time, torturously slow.
Entering the living room, I see both Gem and Dom's happy faces tilting towards me and their smiles falters in slow motion right before my eyes. Dom gets up and I all but throw myself on his arms, a bubbly, warm feeling boiling on the pit of my stomach.
"Get me out our here" I listen my voice saying, and it's surprisingly firm, completely opposite from how wrecked I'm feeling on the inside
