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  Aracely couldn't breathe.

   She trashed and tried to release her self from the grip she was in, She felt like she was there again, Helpless and unable to move or speak as the hand that was clasped over her lips  made it hard for her to even breathe, she kicked. Aracely tried get best to break out from the person's grip, the only illumination that had been in the room was that dim lantern that flickered on and off. That damned lantern. It was like she was there again, trapped by fate and in the arms of a stranger, It had been ten years now and Aracely still could not get rid of the dreadful feeling that came over her whenever she thought of that day.

Aracely could still recall the moment the light flickered in their direction, her eyes only barely managed to see the scorpion tattoo that rested on the person's wrist and of course the scent of their thick cologne.

Aracely gasped for air as her eyes sh