Her body didn t listen to her. Instead it took another step forward, heedless of oncoming traffic. Fear washed through her as she struggled to get her body to obey. She tried to stop moving, to scream, to do anything, but nothing happened. She wasn t in control anymore, just a helpless prisoner in her own skin. A sense of helplessness flooded through her, sparking her temper. She hated losing control, hated being helpless. She grabbed hold of the anger, embracing it, and using it to fight whatever hold the blue eyed man had over her.

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