Aylin woke up with a start as she panted softly, fear engulfing her entire form. Her heart was pounding madly in terror and sweat dripped down her forehead and neck. Her face was as white as the moon in the night sky.
Aylin closed her eyes and patted her chest as she tried to calm herself down. But the moment she did so, the man's minacious gaze flashed in her mind, making her heart skip a beat. She had never seen anything so vile and lethal and for a moment, Aylin found it difficult to breathe. It was as though someone was squeezing her throat, stopping all the air from reaching her.
Aylin gasped as a strong sense of uneasiness entered her heart. Her head was heavy and she felt languid. When she opened her eyes, the world around her spun and she held onto the duvet tight to stop the uncomfortable feeling.
