Salaar's POV
"MOM! P...please, NO! p...please, n...no Mom, D..dad, t..tell h..her s...stop, stop. MOM!" My screams echoed in the room as I jolted awake, my heart pounding against my chest. Gasping for air, I struggled to breathe, the nightmare still haunting my senses. Sitting upright on my bed, I felt a cold sweat covering my body, my trembling hands reaching for the glass of water on the bedside table. I downed it in one gulp, the cool liquid soothing my parched throat.
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