Ayla

Couldn’t I just catch fucking break?

Well, apparently not.

I was stuck in some kind of trance, if that was even the right word to describe it. But one thing was sure… I did not like it, not one bit.

Everywhere was so dark. Not the kind of darkness that comes with nightfall, but something far more suffocating. It was like the shadows themselves had weight, pressing against my skin, crawling into my lungs.

My breath was caught and my heart was pounding… I could not see a thing.

I ...