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“Bitch!” Glenn roared as the lamp connected with his head. He fell back on the floor, allowing her time to escape.

She moved to the other side of the bed, landing on her knees.

Ignoring the pain, she pushed up and took off running down the hall. She had to get to the door.

Cursing sounded behind her. Glenn’s loud stomps were closing in on her.

His body slammed into her. She fell with him landing on top of her.

“Help!” she screamed. She wasn’t sure if anyone was home to hear her. She sent up a prayer that someone would help her.

“Shut up!” He flipped her over and pinned her down with his body. The skin around his eyes was already darkening where the lamp had connected. His eyes narrowed on her, and a sinister grin spread on his lips. “None of your neighbors on this floor are home, baby. You can scream all you want. Matter of fact, I want you to, I love it when you do.”

It was at that moment that Anya’s life flashed before her.

Graduating from high school.

The kiss she’d shared with Dalton when she was eighteen.

Traveling to Europe with girlfriends in college.

Her college graduation…even her passionate night with Dalton.

She had immediate regrets that she hadn’t shared her feelings with Dalton.

“You come back to Vegas and whore yourself out. Had I known you wanted to be a slut, I would have pimped you out myself.”

“Just leave me alone,” she sobbed.

Glenn was too heavy for her to buck off.

“If I can’t have you, no one will,” he screamed, spittle landing on her face. His hands flew to her neck, strangling her.

Her breath was immediately cut off. She clawed at Glenn, trying to free herself.

“You made me do this!” he hollered, applying more pressure to her. “It’s all your fault.”

Anya’s lungs burned, demanding air. But she couldn’t breathe it in. She fought him as hard as she could, but she couldn’t pry his hands from her neck. Black dots swam before her as her vision dimmed.

“Stop,” she wheezed. She beat at Glenn, but it was useless.

“All your fault,” he chanted repeatedly.

Anya’s body grew weak. She could no longer fight him. The blackness wrapped itself around her and took her into blissful oblivion.

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