"In the end, we're together, isn't that all that matters?"
As Zavier echoed Skyler's words, he suddenly reached out and tightened his grip around her neck, a dangerous breath hot against her ear. "Skyler, repeat what you just said."
His grip was so intense that Skyler instantly struggled to breathe, her face turning a deep shade of red. Yet, she defiantly met his gaze. "Was there something wrong with what I said?"
Zavier's voice was icy. "What do you think?"
Skyler tried to wriggle free but failed. "Zavier, if you can't handle the truth, I can go back to telling sweet little lies to keep you happy."
She couldn't finish her sentence before the hand on her neck squeezed tighter, so tight she thought he might snap her neck at any second. "Zavier."d2
Her mouth opened, but no sound came out.
After what felt like an eternity, an eternity that seemed to drag her through the depths of hell, Zavier finally let go. He stared at her, his expression as dark as if he'd just stepped out of the underworld. "Don't worry. I won't let you die. I'll just play with you slowly, make you wish you were dead."
Skyler was overwhelmed by a wave of pain once again. She didn't know how long she suffered, or how she eventually fell asleep, but when she woke up, she was in a dark, gloomy room. It was pitch-dark, the kind of darkness where you can't even see your own hands.
Disoriented, Skyler tried to get out of bed to find a light switch or draw back the curtains, but even the slightest movement brought a fresh onslaught of agonizing pain, making it nearly impossible to get up.
Enduring the excruciating pain, she managed to get out of bed. Unable to see the switch or the windows, she groped around in the dark, inch by inch. Despite her searching, she couldn't find a light switch or even locate the windows.
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