Chapter 183Allison's POV.

It was Cecelia.

"Stop fighting, Allison," she hissed, her eyes darting to the window. "I’m not going to hurt you.''

"Let me go!" I removed my hand from her grip. "Stay away from me," I said, panting. My head is spinning. The noise of cars hammering into my head.

"Hey, it's fine." I heard a familiar voice, but I couldn't make the most of it. The driver, who was that?

I covered my ears with my hands as everything felt compressing; I had totally lost it.

The car ...