Disabled
She was now sucking in loud gulps of air.
"Hey calm down. Calm down okay?" The Matron pleaded with her to breathe. She then rushed off and got the water bottle from the tray and poured her a glass of water.
Dale took two gulps and began panting. She sat up, bent in posture with her head pushed forward.
"Don't worry you're safe now." The priest assured.
Those words sounded familiar, yes they were familiar. Vikram, her first friend in Italy, had said that.
"You are mine"