“You’re Going To Kill Me”

The next thing I know, I’m being hauled into the air like a Ping-Pong ball, my body flung around as if it weighs nothing at all and then harshly landing back onto the bed on my stomach.

Before I can even make a sound, he’s on top of me, pinning me down. My heart pounds with unprecedented vigor as I feel him grab my hair from behind, and a renewed sense of fear ripples through me as I realize just how strong he is.

I struggle in vain against his hold, effortlessly subduing me. Sheer panic takes hold of me as my face is shoved into a pillow, obstructing my breathing as the rest of my body is restrained.