That's when I started losing my breath again. I began shaking. The fear was unbearable, and I started to weep unwittingly with wavy vision. What kept happening to me wasn't healthy for my system. I knew it, and there was nothing I could do to help myself.
I had nothing left in me. He had drained me entirely. He took away everything from me. I was empty.
Anytime Finn showed up in the middle of the night, I was sure he was from a crime, having done something illegal, something he was known for, something unlawful and evil.
There was no escape. He was very close. He had his hands to himself, but I couldn't take the closeness. It was killing me more than getting slaughtered would.
The lamp on the nightstand was on, so I could see the frown on his face, he looked quite tired, and his hair w
