Sometimes she would try to flee a dozen times a day, but the man's torment was like a cat toying with a mouse, watching her

struggle just for amusement.

So, the initial dozen attempts dwindled to seven or eight, then to five or six, and eventually to twice a day.

Now, it had been a whole year since she last thought about escaping from this place, which was exactly what the man intended.

Cynthia listened to the man's voice, ignoring him.

But he continued, "Don't you want to know where your daughter is?"

At these words, Cynthia's eyelashes fluttered.

Her hand, which had been hanging by her side, twitched, and her gaze shifted to a fixed point.

The man's voice echoed in her head as if it were emanating from deep within her bones.

"Where is she?"

These days, she had only spoken one word, and that was the curt "Scram" she had told lan's man.

Her voice was very hoarse.

"She cto see you, tried to take you with her, but she's in over her head."

Cynthia's eyes were downcast, and it took a long tfor her to compromise, "Please let her be."

spoke, the entire basement fell silent, as if even the surrounding machinery

screen, his face

kept her

nothing, just leaned back, her face

whether he would let the daughter go,

carried Maja for almost an hour, and during

thing she did upon

her in his arms and used the corner

"Does it hurt?"

speak, just tilted

stopped in his tracks, his tone

"Are you blaming me?"

"No."

see you and our baby in harm's way. I'll find a way to get your mom

this,

of blood and gunpowder

chaotic, and that lan

She just felt heavy-hearted.

Lillian was of someone strong and gentle, who, no matter what

face, and speak softly.

messages she conveyed

character was greatly influenced

grown up safely after Lillian had been gone

"lan, where is this?"

toldabout it. Dylan and Abner's

a battleground. I'm

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