CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE.AURELIA’S POV.Thick darkness enveloped me instantly. The large curtains hanging over the window had been drawn tight but a silver of moonlight was somehow pouring in from a crack between the curtains, lighting up the room just a little bit. The moon light cut across the large bed close to the window and my breath hitched when my eyes rested on him.On the bed, with his legs tangled around the sheets like chains was Rylan. He was on his back, his muscles pulled tightly together, strained, his bare chest glistening with sweat in the dim light. His head whipped from side to side on his pillow as he thrashed around restlessly.His hair was plastered to his forehead, his eyebrows drawn tight, lips pulled back from his teeth as heavy, loud pants poured out of him.He looked… terrified.“Rylan.” I whispered, inching closer, my face twisted with concern and confusion so sincere that for a split second, I forgot about my own fear.“No,” he suddenly cried out, “not again.
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