Divorce to Destiny: Reclaiming My CEO Husband by Anney GW

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273 Not a Dream

(Cass)

I wake up feeling like I'm sinking, caught in a daze that can't quite shake off. The drum beating from somewhere deep inside my skull won't let up.

It's like I'm stuck halfway between sleep and waking.

No matter how hard I try to drag myself to the surface, something pulls me back under.

My eyes flutter open, but my vision's blurred, and everything is dim, like the curtains in the hotel room are still closed. Cancun... right? I'm still in Cancun

I blink slowly, trying to focus. The bed beneath me feels wrong though, harder than I remember. No pillow.

I squint, trying to make sense of it all, but it's like my brain is wrapped in cotton wool.

I lift my hand to my forehead-at least, I try to-but nothing happens. My arm doesn't move.

What the hell? Am I paralyzed?

I groan, my throat dry and scratchy, as I try again to move. My body feels foreign, disconnected, and everything inside me feels... off. Like I've been drugged or something. But I haven't done drugs. I don't use now. I'm clean.

and I close my eyes against it, telling myself it's nothing. Just the aftermath of a bad night. Maybe

Gabriel? Is he asleep? Was he in the

by the door. Or was

comes out weak, hoarse. There's

Just wake up. That's all I need to do.

smells... bad, Sour and musty. I wrinkle my nose,

make out the shapes around me. It's

a trickle of cold water down my spine. I try to ait up, but something tugs at my wrists,

darkness, trying to see what's happening. My wrists are bound. Ropes, tight around them. I tug again, and they bite into

This can't

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but the ropes won't budge, and the more I struggle, the tighter they seem to get. My head pounds, a sharp, throbbing

a horrifying realization. This isn't a dream. This isn't the

I'm trapped.

to listen, my ears searching for any sound, any clue that might tell me where I am. But there's nothing. Just silence, thick

forehead, cold and startling. I flinch, but I can't wipe it away.

force, wrapping around my chest like a vise. I scream

Still nothing.

to give

I don't know where I am. And

voice hoarse, but all I hear is the echo

My mind races, trying to piece together

with Gabriel, right? Then my purse got stolen. I remember feeling panicked. We left the

of that weird dream where someone was

runs through me. Whoever took me they drugged me, didn't they? They came into my hotel room,

Oh God,