Chapter 865:

With a heavy heart, Kallie nodded solemnly and settled into the passenger seat of Clayton’s car, her anxiety mounting with each mile. As they drove, Kallie’s mind conjured up a myriad of dire scenarios, yet none could match the harsh reality of Brysen’s condition.

Covered in bruises, Brysen’s face was marred by scratches, transforming her once delicate features into a jarring, almost unrecognizable state. At the sight of anyone, Brysen would erupt into screams and tears, her voice lost to her trauma.

For Kallie, Brysen was more than a subordinate. She was like family, a sister in all but blood. The sight of Brysen suffering shattered Kallie’s heart.

Gently, Kallie took Brysen’s hand, her voice soft and soothing.

“Brysen,” she murmured, trying to pierce the veil of Brysen’s pain.

“It’s okay. It’s me. I’m here. You’re not alone.”

her

Kallie held Brysen’s hand firmly yet

don’t cry, Brysen. Stay still, sweetheart. We’re safe now. It’s me.

in a haze of fear, bit down hard on Kallie’s hand in a desperate bid for release. Kallie flinched from

flashed across his features as

of medical personnel swept into the room, swiftly restraining Brysen and

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as Brysen’s expression twisted into one of pain and

around Kallie, his

really not stable right now. It’s critical you keep your distance for now. And look at your hand. It’s seriously injured. Come on. Let’s get you some

seeped from her wound, coloring her hand a vivid crimson. Determinedly, Kallie approached Brysen’s

sobs had softened, her cheeks glistening with

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