Love Unspoken

Chapter 1286

"Dad, Mom, I totally should've listened to you guys," Maria muttered, feeling like the world was crashing down on her.

She gazed up at the sky, like she could see her parents up there, her eyes all blurry with tears.

"After I graduated college, I was all about volunteering with some classmates," she stated.

Back then, she was young and reckless, clueless about the dangers out there. She wanted to do something big, something meaningful. So, despite her family's warnings, she took off with her friends to volunteer in some remote area. But the dude who took them there led them to a different mountain area, sneaking through walls and tunnels. She had no idea it was illegal immigration; she thought it was just a shortcut. Little did she know, that tunnel dumped them in another country.

From that point on, she never made it back home.

She got kinda lucky, though. Her two other female classmates? They got beheaded after just three months for trying to escape.

Maria saw them get tortured by a bunch of guys and then beheaded.

They got hacked up so many times, and the blood splatter haunted Maria for years.

Another classmate had it bad too. She didn't try to escape but caught some STD and got dumped in the wilderness. Maria was too scared to look for her.

guy. He'd beat her sometimes when

control until he got bored and handed her off to one

infighting gave

she ended up here, had Casey,

Quinn and Abigail felt a mix of sympathy and horror. Especially Abigail, who'd been kidnapped by Landon for so long. She'd been shackled but hadn't faced the horrors Maria

her hand, feeling a

wanted to kill Alexander; otherwise, things could've been way

of touch with Abigail, Quinn's biggest fear was that Abigail might

that

Abigail and asked again, "Abigail, you didn't go through any

head, looking pale.

any more time. Pack up and let's get outta here," Oliver said. Even as a man, he didn't want

and went inside to

wicker chair in the room. For a second, she thought she saw Alexander sitting

when she got closer, the

chair, thought