The Rebellious Stepdaughter of Timothy Grey
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In a split second, my vision blurred. My ears rang. My body reacted before my mind could stop it. I covered my ears, curled in my seat, and squeezed my eyes shut.
“No, no, no… stop—”
My breathing grew sharp and fast. My stomach twisted painfully.
“Tine.” Timothy’s voice came sharply.
I almost didn’t hear him. I couldn’t. Everything turned into noise. Heavy breaths, pounding, and fear.
“Tine.” His voice was closer now. It was softer and urgent. “Hey… look at me.”