Revenge After Divorce by Black Rose

Chapter 268

OLIVIA

It had been two days since Xander had returned. Each day felt like an eternity. His visits were shorter, but he still came and went, often leaving me with more questions than answers. Something was different about him this time, he seemed stressed. There was a nervous energy around him that hadn’t been there before. I couldn’t quite pinpoint what was causing it, but I could feel it. His tension gave me hope. If he was worried, that meant my family, my people, were getting closer to finding me. His stress told me that his carefully laid plans weren’t going the way he expected. That realization was both terrifying and a beacon of light.

He returned again, standing in the doorway of the room, glaring at me with that strange, manic smile. His eyes were wild, as if the weight of his own plans was starting to crush him.

“You know,” he began, his voice tinged with a sickly sweetness, “I thought we’d get more time together.” He took a slow step closer, a step that made my heart pound harder in my chest. His presence was suffocating. He stopped near my feet and looked up at me, his eyes cold, calculating “But our time together has come to an end.”

My heart dropped. Was he going to leave me here? What did he mean? Was this it?

I felt my breath catch in my throat as he took another step toward me. That was when I saw it–the needle. My pulse quickened, and dread washed over me. I had started to hate needles, loathing the way they had become a regular part of my life. Xander noticed my reaction and smirked, as if relishing my fear.

“This is the last one, I promise,” he said with a grin that made my stomach turn. As if I had any say in the matter. As if I could stop him.

Without another word, he jabbed the needle into my back, just like the others. He moved around to face me, staring at me with that unsettling intensity. I was growing used to that stare, but it didn’t make it any less horrifying. His eyes never left mine as the drug began to take effect, and I felt my limbs growing heavy, my body going numb.

There was a quiet menace behind his words that made my skin crawl. Why?

injected into me. My arms lost all strength, and I struggled to keep myself upright. I reached out with my hands,

down,” he repeated, his voice far

started to tip backward. My eyes widened in panic as

form. I wanted to scream, to fight back, but I was too weak, too trapped inside my own body. His face hovered just

What did he nean? Who was he planning to hurt? Was he going to make me witness a murder? My

come near, he turned away, pulling out a phone and making a

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away from the cemetery if I’m not

mean? Was he planning something even worse? My mind raced, but I couldn’t make sense of it

He loomed

his voice dripping with false sweetness. “Good of you to