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92 -Rage

MORGANA FOSTER

I wake up from a nightmare with a jolt, my forehead drenched in sweat. It’s one of those nightmares where I’m kidnapped and kept isolated from everyone. It used to feel unreal, but now it feels closer to reality. In the dream, I scream for Ryan, and he isn’t there for me. He’s nowhere near me. My heart trembles, and I get stabbed, bleeding out until I die. I always wake up just before I die.

I’m, in a way, annoyed with him. No, scratch that. Annoyed is a mild term compared to the anger I’m feeling.

Ryan just arrived. I heard the purring of his Rolls-Royce parking in front of the house. I’ve been in the bedroom since we got back from the trip. His team arrived a few hours ago, replacing all the security cameras around the house. I didn’t know, but there were cameras on the bedroom door and the balcony door as well.

I just want to know when this undeniable hell is going to end.

I throw my head back and stifle a scream, pressing a pillow against my face. A few minutes later
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