Josiah’s P.O.V

The pounding of my heart was no better than roaring thunder. My breathing was sharp. Every breath stabbed at me while freezing me at my core. My legs screamed at me to stop running all the while my mind demanded I find somewhere safe. I needed a place to hide myself from Malik’s madness and obsession with me.

My ears started to ring. My head grew light from lack of oxygen as I panted to get said oxygen into my aching lungs. My vision started to blur and ...