Sacrificing Sloan (Sloan Series Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
Lawrence let me wear. I tried to calm myself down, but it was really hard. It was just a dream. Just a dream.When did I go back to sleep?I knew I was tired, but the last thing I remembered was talking to Boyd. When did I go to sleep?The big clock which had become my lifeline, strangely, said 1:10. The rain kept pelting the window, but it had only been about twenty minutes. I’d just gone to sleep, apparently, and now here I was.But Sloan wasn’t with me.She wasn’t yelling my name.She wasn’t being attacked by Boyd.Boyd.I quickly scanned the room and found Boyd exactly where he had been sitting. His eyes were open, but unseeing. Strange. Very. Very strange. “Nightmare?” He asked, without the slightest hint of concern in his voice. Cold and void. That was Boyd.I flung both legs off my little platform bed and sucked in a breath when my broken leg dangled off the side. Enough of this! Enough of this rain. Enough of this house. Enough of this pain. Enough of looking at Boyd. “You still wanna get out of here?”Boyd sat up straighter.
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