Chapter Twenty.

Nathaniel’s Obsession

Rosalyn tossed and turned for two hours. It was obvious that she was not going to bed anytime soon. She got out of bed and made her way downstairs. She was going to get herself a bottle of water. She was as quiet as possible and she didn’t want to disturb her parents. She grabbed some water and downed it. She was so tired that she wished she could fall asleep.

Rosalyn stood at the corner and stared at Nathaniel as he slept. He looked so peaceful and relaxed, unlike his usual tense self. She dropped the bottle of water and moved closer to him. She would only kiss his head and he would not know. How she wished she could be in his arms like earlier today.

Only thing was as Rosalyn moved closer to him, her eyes widened as his hand grabbed her neck tight. He was strangling her, cutting off her air supply. His eyes were still closed.

When his eyes opened, she watched how he flinched and let go of her. He sat up and rubbed his mouth: looking agitated. She could see the