“She says your name in her sleep,” I said. “Calls for you. Begs you.” “Stop.” “Her voice. It’s so soft and sweet. So innocent. Sinful. Please. Please, Sinful. Help me. That’s what she screamed in her head when she realized you’d trapped her with me. She begged to God for you to come back and save her from her fate.” “STOP.” He punched the wall, cracking his knuckles open. His blood dripped out from the broken skin as his body quaked. I smiled at that. “My point is, it’s easy to get lost in a nightmare. You’ll wake up, Sinclair, and all will be well. I promise. . . just as soon as I cut you
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