The Bound Between Us

Chapter 892

Her pleas felt like a knife straight through Herman's chest.

Swallowing his bitterness, he walked over and set the bowl of bird's nest soup

gently on the nightstand.

You spend enough time in the dark, and eventually your eyes adjust—you start to

see everything.

Herman sat at the edge of the bed, his voice soft and gentle. "Honey, try to eat a

little, okay?"

Anastasia looked at him, and before she could even speak, tears poured down

her face.

She shook her head, struggling to keep it together. But when Herman's hand

reached for her forehead, she flinched, instinctively pulling back, her eyes wide

with fear. "Don't—don't touch me."

His hand froze in the air, his pupils contracting.

He swallowed, the pain sharp and jagged, like swallowing shards of glass.

Holding himself back, Herman lowered his hand and tried to make himself smaller,

afraid of scaring her even more.

"I'll just leave it here, alright? And the medicine too, it's right here. I'll be over on

the couch if you need anything. Just call me, okay?"

His voice was so quiet—almost pleading.

He still couldn't shake the memory of finding her by the roadside, the surge of

rage that made him want to tear apart whoever had hurt her.

Herman backed away and sat on the sofa. Anastasia leaned against the

headboard, slowly letting herself relax.

one at the bed, one on

If only time could

that, just the two of

finally broke

now, Ana. All of it.

edge. Joy

why now, of

hard, refusing to break down in front of him. She

cry, couldn't let him

even know when the tears on her

stretch on forever.

on her tongue, impossible to say and

swallow.

voice broke as she covered her

shoulders.

feel her pain, could guess the words she

her—he even half-stood—but then sat back

too scared

tried to change the

canceled Pattie's birthday party.

one

and Nancy can

two are quick

all at Salstrom

who's still up

Your dad..."

Anastasia drew

air slicing through

"That night, after I left

I got in

happened after

I woke up, I was

There were four men..."

under the covers, her fists were

nails dug into

medicine down my throat. After that, I couldn't control

Herman, I'm

saying it, she felt completely drained, like all the strength had left

her soul, her

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