Chapter 1292:

In her drowsy state, Laney mumbled, “I know it’s you, Merrick.”

Her words left Cliff stunned. A hollow laugh escaped his lips. Fighting to contain his emotions, he gripped her chin between his fingers.

“Open your eyes and look at me,” he commanded.

A shiver ran down Laney’s spine. Sleep vanished instantly. Her eyes flew open, and reality crashed down around her. Cliff stood before her. The gravity of her mistake—uttering Merrick’s name in Cliff’s presence—hit her like a thunderbolt. Dread pooled in her stomach.

Cliff’s face loomed closer, his eyes glacial.

“Laney, who am I?”

The weight of his question left Laney reeling, desperate to salvage the situation.

“Where… Where am I?” she stammered, squeezing her eyes shut.

“My head’s pounding.”

response was a frost-laden scoff. Seeing through her

a while longer. I’ll prepare something for

breathe a word. Minutes later, Cliff returned with

ebbed, and she dutifully consumed the soup. The gentle tinkling of her spoon against the

the corner of her mouth

“Clearer headed now?”

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promised you wouldn’t force me into doing

replied, his tone

tell me, Laney, do

gentleness left

you, Cliff,”

smile never reached his eyes. He lifted her, carrying her toward the bathroom with

asked, her

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