Serena’s POVI could feel it, two pair of hands on me, trying to shake me out of this horrible nightmare, but for some reason, it seemed to drag me below even more. Very intensely, I could feel something in the darkness, beckoning at me, trying to pull me into the depth, but I was also struggling. “Wake up, Serena.” I told myself, effective from the years of therapy I and my twin had taken about this, none of which had really worked anyway. The pull tightened like invisible fingers curling around my ankles, dragging me deeper into the dark the more I tried to surface. I fought harder, my breath coming out in short, panicked bursts. “Wake up, Serena,” I said again, louder this time, forcing the words through clenched teeth like they were the only rope I had left to hold onto.The hands on me shook harder.“Serena!” That voice was closer and clearer now. The darkness suddenly flickered, and for a split second, I felt it loosen its grip on me, like it was slipping… like I was
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