Salvation
My chest constricts as if the walls are closing in on me, and the only thing keeping me from collapsing to the ground is his hold on me.
My legs are weak, trembling beneath me. I don’t know if it’s the shock of what I’ve just witnessed or the drug Mike injected into my neck finally taking its toll, but I feel my strength slipping away. This is the worst possible moment for the drug to take effect, the timing cruel and merciless.
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