Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 252

Chapter 252

I didn’t know how to respond. What could I say? That I didn’t choose my father? That I was just as trapped in this fate as he was? There were no words that would change anything. There was no argument that could stop him.

His eyes met mine again, and I saw something darker there, something more unsettling than anything else he had said. A twisted bitterness, a resentment that had festered for so long. I wanted to scream, to fight back, to find some way to make it stop. But all I could do was sit there, frozen in place, helpless as he continued with his work, his sick, twisted explanation of his motivations as if I was supposed to care.

Keep my head down. Hold on as long as I could.

now, all I

me was a constant ache in my chest. It was like a vice tightening around my heart, and the weight of it nearly crushed me. I had never imagined that this would be the price I would pay. I should have never let it come to this.

hotel that day, to venture out and find Xander, thinking I could take control of a situation I didn’t understand. How foolish I had been. I should have listened to my husband, should have stayed out of it like he asked. He was right all along, and I had ignored him. I had ignored everything he warned me about. I could almost hear his voice in my head now, telling me to be careful, to stay safe, and

the thought of him. He would be losing his mind, completely unravelling, when he found out what had happened. The look on his face when he realized I had been taken, kidnapped, trapped in this nightmare, would haunt me forever. And I deserved it. I deserved every ounce of

weren’t perfect. I should have stayed and tried to fix the mess I had made between us instead of running away to chase answers that didn’t belong to me. I could have dealt with my issues with Marcus, could have found a way to make it work. But no. I chose to ignore it, to run, and now look where it had gotten me, trapped in the dark, suffocating catacombs, far from my family, far from the life I

If I ever made it out of here, if I ever saw my kids again, I would have a lifetime of