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CHAPTER 7

Author: Olivia GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-03-07 16:55:15

Celeste’s POV

A sharp clatter in the hallway jolted me awake. Then I heard hurried footsteps.

Something was wrong.

I pushed myself up from the cold, hard floor, my body aching from days of neglect. Since being locked away in this filthy utility room, nothing had changed—except for the daily medication forced down my throat.

And the scars multiplying on my arms.

I pulled my sleeves down, hiding the evidence. The small, deliberate wounds were my only anchor—reminders that I was still here.

But the side effects of the drugs were getting worse. My heartbeat slowed unpredictably. My limbs weakened at random. Several times, I had felt my consciousness slipping away, my breath growing shallow.

I’d tried to get help, but no one really cared.

My beloved husband, Damien, probably knew I was here and did not give a damn at all.

I used to think I couldn’t survive without him. That if I just tried harder, loved him enough, he would finally look at me the way I once dreamed.

What a joke.

Now I h
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