Chapter 106

“Kristin!” Bill bolted down the alley, his eyes darting desperately from shadow to shadow.

Where could she be?

“Kristin!”

The alley echoed his calls, a lonely silence that offered no clues. He ran and searched, but Kristin was nowhere to be found.

He didn’t know Kristin had a habit of seeking a corner to hide in when spooked.

Terrified, she curled up beside a dumpster, her body shaking uncontrollably.

Six years ago, she had too many drinks at a party and was led, her mind foggy, Into a room.

Fear gripped her as she struggled internally, screaming silently, her body not responding to her commands.

Desperate to escape, she fought to keep her mind alert, but it was futile.

Pounding on the door, she cried for help, thrashing against her invisible restraints, but nobody came to her rescue.

She might have considered jumping to escape the horror if not for the hotel’s sealed panoramic windows.

She huddled in the corner, slowly losing hope in humanity.

“Slut, shameless.”

“Look at the marks on her body. She’s not even dressed properly.”

“See, there’s blood on the bed. How could this woman be so disgraceful?”

Before she woke up the following morning, Ruby and Vincent burst into the room with reporters

in tow.

She opened her eyes dazedly, then wrapped herself tightly in the blanket as terror surpassed her fright from the night before.

Like a fish thrown ashore to die of thirst, she was in her final throes.

Helplessly crying, she begged Vincent to help her, but Vincent’s gaze was cold, malicious, and alien, filled with disgust. Each look cast her deeper into hell.

What was her fault? The fault lay with those who hurt her.

But no one believed her. Everyone wanted to crush her into the mud beyond redemption.

In her fear, even breathing became a struggle.

Kristin wept

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alley, and Kristin curled up tighter, biting her

her sobs.

the taste of blood

lost control

like the day she was locked in the FitzGerald family’s warehouse by Vincent and Ruby, her terror peaked, and her anxiety manifested physicality, making

fear, a familiar figure appeared before

looked up to

be a dream. He was supposed to be on a business trip in Capital City. How could he be there in Crescendo Town?

be a dream.

Kristin in such a state, he slowly crouched before her. “Give me your hand.”

hand, blood already visible. She bit deep.

eyes and fingers, she lifted her hand, wanting to hand it over, yet feeling too filthy,

pulling her into his arms, relief

had found

didn’t care about Kristin, yet he floored the gas pedal and made it to the

away and that he seemed off.

downstairs and seeing James car still in the parking lot, knew

when scared. Kristin liked to hide in corners, places she deemed safe.

sigh of relief after seeing Rhett with Kristin. “James‘ assistant has been looking for Kristin, too. James rushed back to the

his coat over Kristin, his voice deep. “We’re heading back

here to Silvergrove City and then back to Capital City for your afternoon meeting…

Kristin and got

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realize the person beside her was real, not

tried to speak but

handed her a

shook as she took

recover before speaking. “If you’re in trouble, you

and whispered, looking down. “Thank

slowly closing his

FitzGerald, why were

passing through,” Rhett said

looked down, staying

probably didn’t want her to

said not another

secretly. He was strikingly handsome even with his eyes closed, his features still exuded

Rhett rest. Simply

slowly opened

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