His Nanny Mate By Eve Above Story

Chapter 212

Chapter 212: The Golden Knife

Moana

One moment, I was in the interrogation room with the police officer sitting across from me.

“Ms. Fowler?” he asked, standing from his seat with a worried look on his face. “Are you alright?”

My eyes were wide and my hands were shaking. I was standing with my back against the wall, feeling as though I couldn’t get a full breath into my lungs. The room felt as though it was closing in on me, and I felt trapped inside like an animal caught in a net.

And then, suddenly, I felt my knees buckle under me. I fell to the ground, and then everything went dark with only Edrick being the very last thing on my mind.

…

But when I held my hands up in front of my face,

called out. My voice felt thick and

a few minutes of waiting, there

a familiar female voice said. I

see anything. It felt like an eternity, but also a split second at the same time. Was I sleeping? Was this just a strange dream? It felt too long and vivid to just be a regular dream… I felt perfectly conscious, not at all like I was in a dreamlike

much, and I started having flashbacks when he started asking about the specifics of what happened in the warehouse. No matter how hard I tried to stay focused and keep myself level-headed, I couldn’t stop seeing Ethan’s gun in front of my face. At one point, I started to hyperventilate.

and I stayed in the black void. I moved around, or at least I felt like I

it was like to be dead, I thought to myself, then it was awful and lonely. The thought of being conscious with nothing

was real, and if someone else was here with me. But when I started to see Michael’s face materializing in front of me, I wished that it was neither of those things. I would have rather been

of his body came into view as though he was loading into this

the blade itself was golden — with an ornate handle that had the head

It changed from a black void to a rainy cliff with trees on either side. I felt a gasp catch in my throat and I whirled around to see

killed you sooner,” Michael’s condescending voice said. I whipped back around to see that he was closer now. The knife was raised, ready to stab me. When I

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