Encore of the Avenging Muse (Sylvia and Rupert) novel Chapter 396

Motel on the Outskirts.

Bridget stared at the faded motel sheets, some of them even burned through by old cigarette holes. Disgust rose in her throat.

“Seriously? Who would ever stay in a dump like this?”

Caleb just laughed and pulled her into his arms, his voice teasing, not angry. “Bridget, you’re finally all mine now.”

But Bridget felt anything but happy. She shoved him away, scowling. “Shut up! Tell me—why the hell did you drag me to this godforsaken place?”

“The Garcias have guys searching for you all over town. Just lay low for now, okay? Once I get us plane tickets, we’re out of here.”

He leaned against the rickety, scarred table, lighting a cigarette as he watched her. Even with her hair a mess and her makeup smudged, standing there in a wedding dress that had seen better days, Bridget was still beautiful to him.

He reached out, brushed some dirt from her cheek, then suddenly grabbed her by the chin and pulled her in for a rough, desperate kiss.

Bridget glared at him and slapped him hard across the face.

“Enough! I’m not in the mood.”

Caleb just rolled his tongue against his cheek and let her get it out of her system.

After a moment, Bridget took a deep breath and held out her hand. “Give me your phone. I need to check on my mom. See how things are at home.”

Without a word, Caleb tossed her his phone.

Bridget dialed, her hands shaking. “Mom?”

Miriam, usually the most loving mother in the world, immediately unleashed her fury.

“Oh, so you finally remember to call home? Do you have any idea what you’ve done? Your father had a heart attack because of you—he just got out of the ICU!”

“This is unbelievable! Running away with someone else in the middle of your own wedding? You’ve ruined everything. The entire Simpson family is a laughingstock now! We can’t even show our faces in Kingstoria.”

“You… You should just go. We don’t have a daughter like you anymore.”

Miriam’s voice broke as she hung up.

A few minutes later, a screenshot popped up on Caleb’s phone.

“Your mom sent you money,” Caleb said, glancing at the screen. “At least we won’t have to worry about cash once we’re out of the country.”

Bridget stared at the message, feeling nothing. She used to be the most envied woman in all of Kingstoria—now she was running away like a criminal.

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