She tried to escape, look for a doorway to freedom. But I had my grip on every part of her, taking her breath and every ounce of freedom she had.
-Damien Huxley
She tried to escape, look for a doorway to freedom. But I had my grip on every part of her, taking her breath and every ounce of freedom she had.
-Damien Huxley
I kept running and running, my heart beating fast, my legs burning from all the cuts and bruises, my breathing becoming harder with each passing second, my body feels like it would crumble any moment...