As I spun on my heels, desperately attempting to evade his presence, a pair of strong hands seized me from behind. It was a man, his grip firm and unyielding.
“Wait, what? I'm sorry? I'm sorry, but I'm completely clueless about what you're referring to.” Reluctantly, I muttered under my breath as the commanding officer compelled me to meet Lucius's gaze. My gaze remained fixated on the ground, and the sound of his snickering pierced through the air, echoing in my ears. I forcefully shoved the man aside.
I let out a sharp gasp, my heart pounding in my chest, and immediately broke into a frantic sprint, desperate to put as much distance between myself and the source of my fear.
I am enveloped by the rhythmic thumping of my heart.
I am filled with an overwhelming sense of fear and anxiety
