Amy A. Bartol
I donâ€™t open my eyes so I canâ€™t see him, but I can smell him. He thickens the air I breathe, choking me with his scentâ€¦his aroma. I shiver. I have to resist. If Iâ€™m not strong, then I will be relegated to the same fate as this predator whose sickness infects me even now. But now, I crave him and he knows that; he has been counting on my need to end the gnawing pain. How he would savor my surrender. Iâ€™m alive, but how much longer will it take until I beg him not to be?
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Intuition