ELLA.
I tossed my phone to the side, letting it land somewhere on the bed as I finally allowed my body to relax.
For the first time that night, a faint sense of calm settled over me. The tension in my shoulders eased slightly as I lay back, staring at the ceiling, waiting for sleep to take over and pull me away from everything that had been happening.
Slowly… my eyes began to close and just as sleep started to claim me…It came.
I saw myself.
Struggling.
Everything felt too real, too vivid, like I wasn't dreaming at all but reliving something that had already happened. My body twisted against an unseen force as someone stood behind me, their grip tight, unyielding.
A cloth pressed over my nose.
The scent sharp, suffocating and toxic.
I fought against it, my hands flailing desperately as panic surged through me. My vision blurred, my strength fading faster than I could comprehend.
No…I couldn't give in.
