Chapter 68

068 The Last Day

Scarlett’s POV

The guy left the room, leaving us tied to the chair for a whole day.

I know because while the window opens to what seems like the inside of ant abandoned building, the change of light still somewhat indicates time. But knowing that doesn’t help us at all. The dangerous stranger is no longer our biggest threat –

Hunger is.

We haven’t had food, or even water for a very long time.

“Where did he go?! Is he just going to leave us like this forever?!“Some hours ago, Ava was capable of vigorous complaints like this, and now she can barely talk.

But she has a point. If the guy just left us at a random abandoned building, then there is less of a chance for anyone to locate us while he can go and get all the alibi he needs. And condemning him is not even the problem because we would have died way before that could happen.

My stomach groans.

My appetite has grown bigger since the pregnancy. The baby has grown used to his aunt.Aurora and aunt Lilith feeding him all kinds of cuisine on and off meals. I was complaining to them about gaining weight, and now I only regret not gaining more.

The baby needs food.

“Seriously? How delicate are you?” Ava mocks me. Glad to see that she still has the energy to talk, but I won’t take such a complaint from THE spoiled princess herself!

Mrs. Knight,” I keep my voice light, “Three meals

behind those. But I know I would get to

viciously at me, “Why won’t you just die?! We would

with hardship, “YOU stole from ME, not the other way around. Have you been lying to yourself

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that woods on the first day, but that’s just ONE mistake!” Ava blurts fast without even a second of pause. Pretty sure she has been practicing this lie every day before she goes to sleep, “He loved

has

should save some of this fine argument for the psycho,” I sigh, “When he was looking for

being here is not my doing, but karma!” Ava hisses viciously,

having no energy

that I suffered for so long for loving Sebastian, and now when I stopped loving him, that love became the death knocking on

to die for such a lousy

to see that you are

He is back!

peeling my brain off my skull. My lips are cracking and my throat hurts. I barely have any energy to lift my head. But when his cold voice raised, all this

“How do

you

opens a bottle of water, and comes to us, leaning the bottle to let water flow, splashing to

subconsciously when she sees the little cake in his hand. I, too,

water.

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