Chapter 95

• As she stepped into the bedroom, she saw a dark figure silhouetted against the window and screamed, hoarse from crying. She stumbled backward, falling hard onto the carpet as terror seized her heart like an icy fist.
• Strong hands reached for her and she fought against them with renewed panic, her mind still trapped in the nightmare. Every shadow looked like Dane, every movement a threat. "Lincoln! Lincoln, help me!"
• "Hey, hey, calm down baby. It's me, it's just me,"