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Jian’s POV “Shhh…” I placed a finger on her lips to keep her shut but she scampered away from me, pulling the duvet to cover herself. “Pl-please, do-don’t kill me,” she stuttered, trembling in fear, her eyes teary and wide with horror. The sheer terror in her eyes and the way she was panting and clutching the duvet while cowering at the far end of the bed away from me, spoke of how terrible her nightmare had been. I’d just returned home and was undressing just a few minutes after checking on her when I heard the loud ear-piercing scream of agony. I immediately ran to her room only to see her thrashing about on the bed while acting as though she was tied and struggling against her binds. Immediately, I rushed to her and the moment my hand touched her stomach, her eyes shot open with tears streaming down her face. “Rosie…” I tried to touch her again but she shook her head vigorously, and when I reached for her, she squeezed herself against the wall as though she’d rather be swallow
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