Re: Tessa, Misha, David, Alex, Melanie, and Nicholas
The hands clamped around her throat and Tessa struggled to break free. It was no use. She pounded with fists on the hands that were strangling her, but to no use. The hold wouldn't break.
Her head started to feel light and white spots danced in front of her eyes against the blackness of the room.
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