~Sienna~The sound of my own voice is the only thing filling the room, and it sounds thin and desperate. "Julian! Julian, please!" I scream, my throat already raw from the dust and the crying. I struggle against the ropes, the old bed frame screeching under me like a dying animal. "Julian, come here! Let me go! Think about what you're doing!"I hear heavy, uneven footsteps outside the door. It swings open with a bang, hitting the wooden wall. Julian stands there, leaning against the frame. He looks even worse than he did last night. His shirt is stained, his hair is a mess, and the smell of cheap whiskey hits me from across the room. His eyes are glazed over, jumping from the bed to the walls, full of a flickering, dangerous fire."Shut up!" he roars, stumbling toward the bed. "Stop screaming my name like I’m some kind of servant!""Julian, please, just listen to me," I sob, my body shaking. "The babies... they are alone. They need me. Please, just take me back and we can—"The air is
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