Chapter 196
Millie slowly awoke from her deep slumber. Fluttering her eyes open, she tensed when she realized she wasn't in her own bedroom.
The room was different. More importantly, the loud snoring from Francis, which both grated on her nerves and terrified her, was absent.
Instantly, the memories from last night came crashing through her mind: Francis catching her speaking with Zeke over the phone, flying into a rage, and beginning to beat her; Zeke’s sudden intervention, taking her to his house; and her breakdown when he asked why she wanted to return to Francis.
He had held her while she cried, and that was the last thing she remembered. How had she ended up in this room and bed?
Shifting onto her back, she winced as she felt stinging pain, but it didn’t hurt as much as it had the first time—or the countless other times.
Whenever Francis was upset with her, her back always suffered the consequences. He never hit her face or arms—only places that could be hidden by her dresses.
A gentle knock drew her attention to the door. Millie's heart skipped a beat as Zeke’s soft voice came through.
“Millie, are you awake? Can I come in?”
Swallowing, she sat up, realizing she was still in her clothes from last night. She quickly ran a hand through her hair to smooth it down before calling out, “Yes.”
A moment later, Zeke walked in, carrying a bed tray with a plate of pancakes drizzled with maple syrup and a glass of orange juice. The mingling aromas reached her even before he got close.
“Good morning. Breakfast, served hot and sizzling in bed.”
It was innocent; she knew he didn’t mean anything more than what he said. But that didn’t stop her cheeks from warming, which felt stupid. Blushing was the last thing she should be doing right now.
Reaching the bed, Zeke set the tray over her legs.
“I’m not the best cook, but my sister swears my pancakes are amazing.”
Millie managed a small smile. “I’m sure they are.”
To her surprise, Zeke sat beside her on the bed, indicating for her to start eating. Millie obeyed.
“You weren’t lying,” she couldn’t help but say.
“Told ya,” Zeke grinned before his expression turned slightly serious. “How are you feeling? You passed out in my arms last night.”
Millie stiffened, focusing on her food. “I’m sorry about that. I feel better now.”
“Good.” He nodded. “This is Luisa’s bedroom, so you can find her clothes in the closet. Since you’re about the same size, I’m sure they’ll fit you. I’ll bring you a fresh towel and toothbrush. After you eat, you can freshen up, and then I’ll take you to the police station.”
Millie’s fork slipped from her hand, clattering onto the plate as she looked up sharply. “What did you say?”
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