Tempted Trapped and Too Late to Run

Chapter 334

But Darrick slashed her cheek, and the pain was so intense that Quinn couldn't even pass out.

"Quinn, I heard Clara had you locked up in a psych ward. How sad is that? Wasn't she supposed to have your back? You little witch, if it weren't for you, would she have blinded my eye?"

Tears streamed down Quinn's face. This guy was nuts, and she had no idea who he was.

"I don't know what you're talking about! I really don't!"

Before she could say more, Darrick grabbed her hair and slammed her head against the car window.

"Playing dumb, huh? Try remembering harder!"

Quinn was terrified, her mind spinning, and she kept shouting, "Help, help!"

After being slammed over and over, a forgotten memory came back to her.

She remembered. Five years ago, when she was seventeen, Darrick, a classmate, had taken an interest in her.

just joined the Bradford family. Everyone thought she wasn't favored there and waited for her to mess

each other at a club, he started boasting about how

of wealth and indulgence. She felt insecure, too timid to stand up

certain that she was an unloved, clueless girl just brought back

spiked her drink heavily,

the mocking laughter of others, Quinn swallowed

was going to have his

Darrick was about to get what he wanted, Clara

Clara's cold expression as she walked in, smashing a beer bottle on the table and stabbing it into

streak, but she couldn't bring herself to

the memory. Now, as it came rushing back, she felt like she

stopped

"What's this? Finally remembering?"

hurt,

family, Clara