A rush of air fills my lungs, and I gasp, sucking it in; while turning on my side.Hands hold me down, and I don’t need to ask why; I can feel the motherfucker laughing inside my head.If I’m being restrained, it means that Lorcan took complete control over me, meaning the prick did something terrible.It will all come back to me in time; it always does. But each time I wake up after the fact, my memory is fuzzy for a while.I groan while rolling onto my back.My family surrounds me, including my grandfather and two of his son’s, Charles, my aunt Tracey’s father, and James, the youngest of Mum’s brothers. If they’re here, then I dread to think what happened this time.“How bad?” I ask while sitting up in the hospital bed.
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