"Adrian, what are you doing?" I gasped, struggling to speak as Adrian kept choking me with one hand and pressing on my voice box, making it hard for me to breathe.
My face, already pale, grew even whiter, a sign that I was running out of oxygen. My eyes bulged red as I tried to grab Adrian's hand, forcibly prying his fingers that were tightening around my neck—I was sure it would leave a mark.
However, the mad man had no intention of letting go and choked me even tighter.
In the midst of my panic to break free from Adrian's grip around my neck, my legs struggled to kick Adrian and catch him off guard. This made him loosen his hold, but he remained steadfast, as if determined to kill me.
Damn, this guy was really strong even though he was drunk.
Suddenly, as I was almost losing conscio
