Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring

Chapter 190

Chapter 190

Annie jolted awake at the sound of relentless pounding against her door. Her breath hitched in her throat; her body went rigid with fear.

No! no! no! no! Not yet! Her heart pounded loudly in her ears as she rummaged through the dimly lit room. Shadows were jumping around cracked walls and playing into her paranoia. She’d hidden so well, covering up her tracks so carefully, and yet, somehow they had outsmarted her.

Her fingers clamped over her mouth, stifling the panicked breaths threatening to betray her.

The knocking grew louder, more insistent. It was aggressive. Determined.

They were coming for her.

Heart hammering, she threw off the thin sheet and scrambled out of bed.

With trembling hands, she snatched her scattered clothes off the floor and yanked them on.

There was no time to waste. She had to get out–now.

Her mind raced with escape plans, but none seemed viable.

The door had been her only way out, and that was no longer an option.

And suddenly, it clicked.

The window!

She whirled toward it and flung aside the curtains.

The drop wasn’t too high–if she jumped and landed right, she could run, disappear again before they caught her.

up a few pieces of yesterday bread from the bedside table and jammed them

good food again,

she was about to hoist herself up, the door exploded off its hinges.

onto the floor in

her throat as a towering figure stepped through the wreckage.

A man.

with broad shoulders, and a presence that

sharp features shone in the dim flickering

calculating–cut into hers and

him, a

Lethal. And he had come for her.

lips trembled, nothing came from them. She tried to force words out, and still,

menacing, to the extent it sent a shiver down her spine, he spoke.

slow, deliberate pause. “Long time no

terrifying, voice she had ever

catch up, his voice rising high with urgency. “Jake’s lost his bloody mind! He can’t

John said nothing, didn’t even slacken his pace. His jaw was locked so tightly it could have cracked under the pressure, his fists opening and closing, as if he were physically restraining himself from

existence to back him up and get his trust–but now it only felt as if the floor just got taken right from his legs, throwing

the one thing that could have been his strength: believing in family. That had shattered, the wreckage slicing deeper

breath, James spoke between deep breaths. “We cannot just let Jake continue to walk all over us. You see what happened today: even with Father still alive, he

back towards the sky, as if to glean some answers from the darkening clouds

once placed all

very thought made John’s stomach

but neither did it lose its urgency.

got into Jeremy’s passenger seat. His silence spoke volumes more than any shouted fight, the simmering rage bubbling over. The ride back to their mother’s was somber and quiet; even Jeremy himself didn’t pipe

at the door; her eyes–those red

She found none.

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