Katrina was defenseless and alone inside a suite on the top floor of a hotel with her sister's supposed killer. What if as she lay buried under the blanket at the moment, Aaron was towering over her with a knife? Hers might not be a stab like her sister's, hers might be a cut in the neck. Seconds

Katrina watched his expression, his lingering gaze holding hers. However, the surprise in his eyes was gone the moment it came. And in order not to give herself away, she cleared her throat and tried to explain. “It was involuntarily,” she whispered. “I think I haven’t quite recovered from the sh

… The next morning, Katrina woke up and found the bed empty. She sighed in relief that her nightmare hadn’t again become real. Last night, Aaron had slept on this bed with her, and she didn’t catch a wink of sleep until the wee hours of the morning. She didn’t dare blink. She left the bed and a

… As the days passed on, Katrina’s fears didn’t cease increasing. Aaron’s advances on her were always inevitable. He became bolder each day, and sometimes, she felt helpless and mad. She was mad at herself that she was allowing this to happen. Because eventually, his goal was only one thing. To

… When Katrina left her parent’s place, she drove aimlessly around the city. The thought of going back to Aaron’s house terrified her. Her tears didn’t stop falling. The tears of grief and how she had no power. If her parents didn’t take any action against Aaron, it was only a matter of tim