Dark Revenge Of An Unwanted Wife: The Twins Are Not Yours!

Chapter 257

Chapter 257: Nightmare

"Athena! Athena! Are you okay?!!"

Athena’s response was to jerk from side to side on the bed, whimpering, tears rolling down her face contorted with anguish and immense sorrow.

For a brief moment, Gianna contemplated calling Aiden, but he had left an hour ago to attend to his business. Feeling helpless, she watched her friend in distress, wondering what could possibly trouble her this much.

What nightmare could have strung Athena up like this, rendering her unable to wake up from such torment?

Inhaling deeply, Gianna joined Athena on the bed, trying to hug her close, but Athena struck her hand out, connecting sharply with Gianna’s neck.

The sharp cry of pain that erupted from Gianna’s lips was what finally pulled Athena from her hellish dreams. She sprang up smartly, as if released from a coiled spring, her breaths rapid and shallow, the throes of fear still etched on her features.

"Gianna! Gianna! Are you okay?!" She exclaimed, looking around frantically, her gaze wild and unfocused, ignoring the sweat and tears cascading down her face in torrents.

Her frantic search slowed as she finally comprehended her surroundings: she was in her room, not in the damp, nightmarish cell where Morgan had imprisoned her and Scarlet.

The nightmares had returned, haunting her again.

But hadn’t she expected this when she lay down, after Susan had finally left the room a few hours ago? Hadn’t she known it would return the moment she clutched the pillow tightly and whispered softly to herself, to sleep and dream well?

Her throat felt constricted, thoughts pausing as she noticed Gianna on the floor, hands at her neck, gritting her teeth in pain.

"Oh no, no, no..." She cursed loudly, her heart sinking. She wiped the tears from her eyes haphazardly before hurriedly jumping down from the bed, rushing to her friend.

"Gianna, I’m so sorry," She muttered repeatedly, desperately grabbing Gianna and pulling her against her side. "I’m really, truly sorry. It wasn’t intentional."

But Gianna only stared up at her, as if trying to peel away the layers of Athena’s guarded existence. Last night, she had glimpsed another layer of her friend, and now this morning... she had no idea that Athena even had nightmares, for God’s sake! Crazy ones at that!

tiredly, her brow furrowing slightly, keeping her gaze locked on Athena as the latter left her momentarily to grab a pain relief balm and some tablets from her work bag, moving with an

the tablets to Gianna. "It’s chewable,

miserable face, sighed again, and then reluctantly accepted the medicine. After clamping her teeth together as

conscience, especially when she saw

could confront her fears without any repercussions. Perhaps she should have taken a sleeping

sorry, Athena. I’m fine. I’d rather you tell me what’s going on,"

you last night. What is going on, best friend?" Gianna turned to Athena, pausing her massaging motions, her eyes

words Ewan had thrown at Athena when she wanted to know who Spider was lingered on the tip of Athena’s tongue like bitter ash, but she just couldn’t bring herself to say them. She felt physically drained, her spirit battered from both the memories and the emotions swirling

sat on the floor beside her friend,

the nightmare about, Athena? It seemed very serious..." Gianna

about this matter that she had kept hidden from Susan for the sake of the latter’s

"Athena..."

story," Athena muttered, as memories surged into

and Scarlet had been taken captive by Morgan, she had tried the SOS pattern with her necklace at first—before it was snatched away by him; he had known what she was doing somehow—but there

At first, they were tortured

break, he would come into their room with a couple of his men, armed with a bare mat. And then he would rape Scarlet, all the while smirking at her, a twisted smile that had

she had screamed or cried for mercy, no matter how much she had begged for it to stop, nothing had changed the horrific reality

third time, she found herself divulging information about what they had seen in the tape and where the copies were, despite Scarlet desperately

continued to come in, subjecting Scarlet to relentless violence. It became a daily requirement for him, and over time, he began introducing BDSM materials into their encounters, especially when he grew

hands and legs shackled in a way that left them both vulnerable

came the last

at Athena with satisfaction, he pulled a gun from his pocket and emptied a shot right into the center of Scarlet’s forehead. He didn’t stop until he had spilled his depravity; the evil scene forever etched

known she would be traumatized, just as she had feared

sort of gang clash, she suspected—because one man, who she didn’t think belonged to the gang, had come in, surveyed her dire situation, and

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