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.

through me, and I close my eyes against it, telling

Is he asleep? Was he in the room

remember something-him, standing by the door. Or was that a

comes out weak,

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

air smells... bad, Sour and musty. I wrinkle my nose, but the smell fills

harder this time, trying to make out the shapes around me. It's too dark, too shadowy.

ait up, but something tugs at my wrists, stopping me. My heart skips a beat, and I try again, harder

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

This

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the tighter they seem to get. My head pounds, a sharp, throbbing pain

isn't a dream. This isn't the hotel room. I'm not stuck in

I'm trapped.

clue that might tell me where I am. But there's nothing. Just

flinch, but I can't wipe it away. Another drip, and then another, steady

around my chest like

Still nothing.

to give in to the fear bubbling inside me. But

I don't know where I am. And

I scream, my voice hoarse, but all I hear is the

did this? Who brought me here? My mind races, trying to

was in the club with Gabriel, right? Then my purse got stolen. I remember feeling

fragments of that weird

came into my

Oh God,