Escape

Damien's POV.

The hand pinned my head at the bottom of the bathtub but I was able to hold my breath. I tried to move my hands and rip the hand off but I couldn't.

My body was paralyzed, I couldn't move a single part of it. I might be as good as dead.

The memories that I had with my princess suddenly came to my mind. I remembered how we lost our daughter and how she almost ended her life. I spent months trying to make her understand that she wasn't alone and that she could count on me.

We went to therapy together and I hardly left her side because I was afraid that she would do something to herself. I might not be the best boyfriend to her but she had always loved me.

I had hardly experienced that sort of love in my life. It was unconditional and beautiful.

If I died...right now, she would attempt to end her life again and I wouldn't be there to save her. She would be so sorrowful and the pain would rip her apart, all the months of hard work to bring her back to her normal self would