Bentley was shaken by what he saw, but he managed to keep it together—way

more than Lucy did.

Even though he was rattled, he didn't let it show. He turned to Lucy, gave her

hand a reassuring squeeze, and gently guided her to a chair so she could pull

herself together.

Lucy sat there for a long moment, struggling to catch her breath. It wasn't until

then that she finally noticed Amy lying on the floor. Her hand trembled as she

pointed at her daughter. "Honey, Amy's still there—we have to help her!"

Amy was the daughter they'd fought so hard to get back. The last thing Lucy

wanted was to see her hurt again.

"Just take care of yourself first," Bentley said with a frown, his tone edged with

impatience. "She's not going to die." Even so, he listened to Lucy and went over

to Amy, carefully helping her sit up.

it: tiny shards of glass


cuts and bruises. Bentley glanced at

the shoulders. When

fingers to the spot above her lip, trying

Amy's eyelids fluttered open, her vision

back in that dark, locked room. Ignoring the pain in her

shaking like a scared little

really am. I won't

anymore," she whispered, holding out half a

hands, like she

in his chest. No matter what, she

to hurt you," he said,

Daddy what happened?"

scared Amy more. She


but she was no match

In the end, Amy

his embrace.

soon after. Once Amy got a sedative, her

her breathing slowed. She

her face filled with gentle

Amy opened

warm. "Amy, how are you feeling? Are you still in

moment, Amy just stared, dazed. Then she

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