Salvation by C.A. Mariah

Amira:
Their death should have ended it.
The dread of waking up in the morning and the nightmares that follow when I close my eyes.. It should have stopped.
And yet, he somehow still lives in my mind.
His voice still speaks in my ear, and his touch still crawls over my skin. It won’t stop..
He’ll never stop.
Not until I’m in the same hell He Is.

Roman:
I don’t know how to help her.
There’s nothing I can say or do that will make everything better.
She has to see for herself.
She’s not going to want to, and she’ll fight it the entire time, but can’t she see we’re drowning?
This is my last resort, the only thing I can think of to save us.
To save her.
We have to go back, and if she hates me after that, then fine, but at least this will be over.
At least she’ll be free