Sylvester’s P.O.V.
I really wanted to kill that b*****d. he had destroyed her completely in every possible way. She was trying to escape from my grip as I was holding both her hands tightly. She was screaming furiously in her dream. Anybody could understand what was she suffering in her dream.
“Please leave me…. Don’t do this to me….. please”, she was screaming. She tried to scratch my face, my neck and somehow she succeeded in scratching my neck. It was literally hurting but not that much as her pain.
“Anya…. Wake up… it’s just a dream…. Anya… you are safe… no one was hurting you….. Anya…. Wake up”, I shouted on her and shook her body with all my force I could exert in this position.
She suddenly opened her eyes and looked at me strangely as if she didn’t know me.
