She was being dragged down. Her breath was going to disappear. Everything was going down—dragging even further down.
"They are gone." A chilling voice whispered in her ears, and Bree snapped out of her daze.
The shadows that were surrounding her slowly started to dissipate, and when she lifted her head, Bree realised that the people in front of her were no longer there. Bree released a puff of air, but it got stuck in her throat when Cian reached out and touched her stomach, his fingers stroking her.
It was over her clothes, but it was like she was scratching at the surface of her skin, nearly peeling it off her flesh and bones. A burning sensation started to erupt at the pit of her belly and rushed to the rest of her limbs.
