Sara

The house was chaotic and I felt my arm might snap under the pressure of being twisted and held. Jaxon was right there. Nothing felt more tortuous than seeing him, knowing he was there and not being able to reach him.

I ran, just like Jaxon told me to, but got caught again by one of Marino's thugs.

“Stop struggling, bitch! You’re not going anywhere!” screamed the man holding my arm. I pulled again and had enough freedom to stop pulling and let my ...