Chapter 9

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The ward was eerily quiet. Alice opened her mouth but ultimately said nothing. Words seemed inadequate in that moment. After all, she had explained countless times before, but her brothers never believed her.

Noah’s throat moved slightly before he finally let go of her hand. Then he finally released her hand. Disappointment clouded his features. “If you keep being so stubborn, when Ethan gets. back, I won’t protect you. Think about it.” With that, he walked away. Alice leaned back against the headboard, feeling a strange sense of relief wash over her. The self–mockery in her eyes was palpable–what else was there to think about? Should she just bow her head and tiptoe around them like in her past life, only to end up kicked out of the house and locked away in a mental hospital to die a miserable death? No way.

“Here.” A wrapped ice pack appeared in front of her.

Alice applied the ice to her swollen cheek, stealing a glance at the man beside her.“Thank you,” she whispered.

His voice was cold as ice, “Why didn’t you explain?”

Alice looked down, a bitter smile creeping onto her face.“Do you believe me? I’ve explained countless times before, even provided evidence, but they just thought I was lying.” The room fell into a brief silence. Alice didn’t want to explain too much; outsiders never believed her, only thinking she was disobedient.

“It’s hard not to believe you.”

Alice was stunned. Did he really believe her?

Jack stepped closer, placing his hand on her forehead.“Your temperature has dropped.” Alice froze; his hand was cool and comforting. She felt a lot better now, the discomfort easing. She looked at his wrist.“Is that scar on your hand from a car accident too?” Jack’s hand froze and quickly withdrew. He removed the empty IV bag and after a moment, replied, “Yes, it’s from a car accident.” His back was turned to her, his profile obscured by the light, making it hard to read his expression.

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was devastated, genuinely believing she had caused their deaths, becoming increasingly submissive to

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