THE FINGERS THAT STRANGLE US
- LECTURAS 59
- Votos 4
- Partes 2
The moment he put his hands on her throat, I realized why she put me in the closet.
Oh my God, my mind cried, Alana. Alana!
I felt my stomach plummet and dug my fingernails into my hands. My heart was pounding so loud, my rib cage rattled and my ears hurt. But I was immobilized; I couldn't move. I felt frozen in place, frozen in time, listlessly watching the horror through the thin slits of the closet door.
He was squeezing. Crushing her. She struggled against his grip. Her hands were reaching for his, attempting to pluck them off of her.
But it was useless.
He didn't stop. Radiating dominance, he held Alana like a doll in his grasp. Not a daughter or a life, but a thing to play with. To hurt.
To strangle.
Holy fuck, he didn't stop!
My mind screamed at me, Do something! Do fucking something! Help her!
But I couldn't, my arms becoming heavy weights at my sides. My fingers went limp, the envelope fluttering to the floor.
Closing my eyes, I laid back into the fluffy winter coats. When he finally released her, I only heard the thud as she fell to the floor, the desperate gasps begging for air, and the footsteps exiting the room.
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Alana Montgomery has a nasty skeleton in her closet that she doesn't want anyone to know about. When her friend of two years, Nathaniel Reynolds, finds out by accident, fate sends them tumbling into a messy treasure hunt that has bumps on the way... repercussions that might be everything it takes to fix her - or break her.
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