The Wrong Suite, the Right Stranger

Breaking Point

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Breaking Point

Clara

Derrick smirked and took a step toward me.

I didn’t move. I couldn’t. My body felt limp, and useless, as if my mind had disconnected from everything below my neck. All I could do was breathe hard, each breath trembling out of me as I stared at him in fear.

He took another slow step. My pulse hammered in my ears. Something wet slid down my hand. I glanced down and realized they were my own