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Becca POV I stirred up and opened my eyes. The room was different. The lingering of a male cologne in the room. The scent was soothing and comforting. It made me feel protected and comforted. A soft knock on the door made me afraid of the person wanting to enter… The door opened and a woman in her mid 30’s poked her head into the room… “Hey… How are you feeling’” She said in a friendly voice. The last thing I remembered was running away from Donovan Price and bumping into the firm chest of Ezra Anderson… he was about to knock on my door. He was my guardian angel… Is this woman his girlfriend? Why did he bring me here, if he is with another? “My cheek and lip hurts…” I said, remembering the slap Donovan gave me trying to submit me… a tear fell on my cheek… this was a nightmare… Dono