Who's Crying Now, Ex-Husband?

Chapter 329

"We've been through life and death together-now we're bound, for better or worse."

Mila froze.

Teenagers always had a knack for saying the most unexpected things. Yet Mila found herself swept up by his wild, exuberant spirit, unable to resist its infectious energy. Fighting off a pounding headache, she slowly got to her feet, raised her right hand in a fist, and lightly tapped her arm against his. She couldn't help but smile.

"Yes," she said softly.

"Partners for life!" he declared.

They were bonded-survivors together.

That strange, electric connection-the collision of two souls-cleared away the heavy fog in Mila's heart. In its place, a rush of fierce, vivid emotion surged through her, setting her nerves alight.

Adrenaline. Camaraderie. A sense of belonging...

Maybe all of it at once.

But none of that mattered now. They stood together in the middle of nowhere, rain lashing down outside, no rescue in sight, their supplies ruined-utterly alone and desperate.

And yet they were laughing.

Laughing out loud.

moment, their souls vibrated in unison-the very

overwhelmed her. Searing

As she fell,

heard something echoing in her mind... was

A remote country house.

lit bedroom, a single large bed stood in the center. The covers were bunched tightly around a slender, beautiful girl, her long black hair spread across the soft

eyes, her brows knotted in distress, and before long,

She gasped for air.

sounded as she moved. Looking down, she saw the delicate gold cuff locked around her pale ankle-a thin chain trailing from it to the base of

as she

enough to let her move around a portion of the suite, but never

on her face and stared at her own pale, striking reflection in

night, she'd woken up here. It had been over a week. Her phone was gone. She

person she saw

hadn't always been this bad. But after she'd fought to escape the first night, she'd woken to find herself locked in, not even allowed out of her room. She couldn't begin to guess what was

in thought, Mila suddenly noticed a figure appear in the mirror. Before she could react, strong

"You're awake."

husky, words

a bed every night-Mila still

touch. Instinctively, she tried to push him away,

the waist, setting her

his arms, raining soft, burning