Chapter 819

Clad in a black trench coat, his hat casting shadows over his sinister grin, he looked like a villain straight out of a horror movie.

He approached her, and with several swift thrusts of his knife, she collapsed to the ground.

As she lay there, her eyes wide with terror, she watched him, bloodied knife in hand, advancing towards her child. One step, then another... getting closer and closer.

The fear was overwhelming; the thought of her child coming to harm was unbearable.

She tried to stand, to rush at him, but her legs wouldn't hold her.

She attempted to drag her bloodied form forward, fingernails scraping against the ground, but she couldn't move.

All she could do was watch helplessly as the perpetrator neared her child, feeling a despair so intense it choked her...

Now awake, the memory of the dream still shook her to the core, her body trembling uncontrollably.

her tightly,

now, but I wasn't

and I didn't want you to worry

indeed out there,

harm her. And the messages you received today were just to scare you,

him, surprised that he had

was right; the man wouldn't harm someone

reassurance that their daughter was likely not in danger, a significant weight lifted from Elysia's

asked, "You have his artworks,

slightly.

to the police station last night, Tarquin might not

he wasn't positive if Keith was the mysterious man, but he was certain that their daughter was with

that telling Elysia would drive

Elliot had kept certain information from

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