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... there too. For the first time, it wasn’t me feeling small. It was him. And maybe I should have felt relief. I should have told him to move, to let me go, to leave me alone. But I didn’t. I couldn’t.
The car screeched past, barely missing us, tires squealing, leaving a cloud of dust and adrenaline in its wake.
I could feel my chest heaving, my breath uneven, my hands trembling. I wanted to shove him off me, to tell him again to stay away, but my body betrayed me. I was too close, ...
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