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.

shards of glass stuck


at the

shook Amy by the shoulders. When

fingers to the spot above her

open, her vision foggy. For a second, she

back in that dark, locked room. Ignoring the pain

herself, shaking like a scared little

sorry, I really am. I won't

she whispered,

trembling hands, like she

chest. No

to hurt you," he said, his

Daddy what happened?"

She tried to pull away from him,


arms, but she was no match for his strength. Bentley

herself. In the end, Amy

his embrace.

after. Once

her breathing slowed. She

Amy's bedside, her face filled with gentle

tight, and as soon as Amy opened

how are you feeling? Are

just stared, dazed. Then she caught something calculating

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