Her head swooned, and tears pooled in her eyes as her father's large palm continued to squeeze her neck, an ugly look of hate on his face. Her hand reached out, scratching at his arms viciously in an attempt to get him to let her go - it was futile.
He continued to squeeze her neck until she began to see black dots, her vision darkening with every second, and her chest began to thunder.
This was death - she was going to die.
But finally, he let her go and stood up from her leaving Annalise to tumble to her side, clutching her stomach as a cough rocked her whole body.
It eluded her why he hadn't killed her but she was glad he hadn't. She had seen death flash before her eyes and her whole body was still reeling from the encounter.
