Daniela's POV I woke up covered from head to toe in sweat. I wasn’t comfortable in this room yet, but right now I was relieved that this was where I was, and not in my old bedroom in my parents’ house, with Alexander’s hands pressed tightly around my neck. My hand followed my thoughts, and massaged my neck as I forced my breathing to slow down. It was still dawn, but it wasn’t too early for my cravings to set in. I needed my vanilla flavoured milk. I needed it so bad that I could cry. I got out of bed quicky and rushed to the windows. I slid them open and dashed out onto the balcony, immediately taking in a deep, long breath. I wasn’t normally this shaken after a nightmare. Maybe it was because I knew I didn’t have any milk this time to supress my emotions, or the plain fact that I was now actually living in the house of the man who was my greatest subconscious fear. He had already left for Mexico, but his presence was still heavy in the mansion. And everybody here worshipped the g
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