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15. CORA

I was struggling to breathe. No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t suck enough air into my lungs.

Twigs snapped under my feet and scratched my skin.

There was a low growl from somewhere behind me. It was getting closer.

I needed to run.

Needed to get away from it.

I glanced over my shoulder which w...