Chapter Ninety Four
“How did you get out of there? It’s impossible…”
He placed a finger over my lips. “No questions; I can’t answer them now.” He said and then rose to his feet.
“Where are you going?”
He picked up the tray of food; I hadn’t even noticed it, even if the scent filled the room; all my attention had been on him. My mouth watered instantly. “You remember the first time I snuck in some food for you?” he asked.
“I’ll never forget.‘
He passed me the tray, and I accepted it with shaky hands. emptied the bottle of water before emptying the plate of food. When I was done, I looked up to see he was watching me.
His eyes trailed down my body, taking in the bruises, and I couldn’t help but try to hide them. I looked my worst, and I wonder if it irritated him.
“Sorry I wasn’t here to protect you from that.” He said it, and I knew what he was referring to.
“I deserve it.”
“No, you don’t,” he said, taking a seat beside me on the bed. “If there’s a way to get you out of here, forever, would you take it?”
I stared at him, trying to read him, but he was impossible to read. “I will do anything to leave this place, anything.
“Anything?” he asked, and I nodded.
“What if I ask you to be the person that you hate the most, would you also do that?”
“I wish you didn’t have to go.”
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