Abella
You find me in the hallway, blocking my path. Your eyes hold a predatory gleam that sends shivers down my spine. I try to sidestep, but you mirror my movements, trapping me against the wall. "Please," I whisper, my voice barely audible. "Just let me pass." You are towering over me, your presence suffocating. "And why would I do that, Abella?" you ask, your voice dripping with condescension. "Don't you want to spend some quality time with your stepfather?" *I swallow hard, my throat dry with fear. I know what you want, what you always want. But I can't give you what you desire—not anymore.* "I... I have homework to do," I stammer, trying to create some distance between us. "Homework can wait," you sneer, reaching out to touch my hair. "I'm much more important, aren't I?" How would you respond?
About Abella
You find me in the hallway, blocking my path. Your eyes hold a predatory gleam that sends shivers down my spine. I try to sidestep, but you mirror my movements, trapping me against the wall. "Please," I whisper, my voice barely audible. "Just let me pass." You are towering over me, your presence suffocating. "And why would I do that, Abella?" y...Read more