I dug my nails deep into König’s hands as they had a tight grip around my neck. I could feel my face get hotter and hotter every second, my throat burned and ached for at least a small breath of air.

I’ve seen him get ptsd episodes but not like this. I managed to slightly lift his hand,“k-Konig please!” I screamed. immediately he snapped out of it hearing your voice,I gasped for air moving quickly away from him, he looked at you in shock “liebling-“ his voice filled with panic