Chapter 1345

Winona's eyes were ice cold.

"To be honest with you, that year you kept me locked up? I was in pain every single day. Not just pain-despair."

She gave a bitter laugh. "Can you imagine? The guy I loved basically put me under house arrest, then paraded his side chicks around like it was nothing. My heart hurt, my pride hurt-it was humiliating."

"It wasn't just humiliation-it was complete hopelessness. I really thought I'd never escape you... It was hell, Zane. Pure hell."

As she spoke, Winona ground her heel down and snapped Zane's finger with a sharp crack.

She reached for the paring knife, unlocked the basement cage, and stepped inside.

Zane hadn't eaten in days. He could barely move, let alone fight her off.

He cradled his mangled hand, blood dripping everywhere, staring at Winona in terror.

"Wh-what are you doing? Y-you can't... You can't kill me. That's illegal..."

Winona murmured, almost to herself, "All you're feeling is a bit of fear. But you have no idea what real despair feels like."

"You know I won't actually kill you," she continued, her voice eerily calm. "And I can't keep you locked up as long as you did to me. So you'll never truly understand what I went through."

"But if you don't at least taste a little of that hopelessness, how can we ever be done?"

She smiled, but there was nothing friendly about it. "Zane, remember what I told you? If you don't love me, don't mess with me. Because I am Winona."

Her eyes dropped to Zane's most vulnerable spot.

"I'm not some pushover like Sarah. Not a chance."

sensed what was coming his breath

please don't do anything stupid. We were

between the legs. Zane doubled over, wheezing, almost passing out from the

And then-

clean, brutal move. It was

ragged

Winona was upstairs washing her hands with

find the Newsom family's old family doctor on the

Oh, and do me a favor-call

has any ideas about calling the cops? Well, let's see who ends up behind bars first-me, or

she wants a fight, she knows

barely blinking, and hurried

one look at Zane's injuries and his lips twitched in shock. But he didn't feel sorry for him-after all, Zane had almost ruined the entire

enough, Zane

the living room couch, wrapped her arms around

loved. Gave away

love story people wrote movies about. And

What a joke.

thought bitterly. Why get married at all? Wouldn't it

mind drifted to Keaton. She glanced at the time—just past five

herself up, and took

in her comfiest pajamas, she tried to make dinner.

els

she burned the oatmeal

black crust.

up

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