Chapter 67
- Her fingers grasped my shirt in a death grip, her nails digging into my skin. She was crying. Her body shook with her sobs and she buried her face in chest.
- My mind was filled with confusion and unanswered questions as I held her limp body in my arms. She gasped and choked on her cries.
- “Make…it…stop. Please. I can’t take it,” she cried into my chest.