She recognized the license plate.With all the strength she had left, Sarah threw herself against the car window, pounding on the glass with trembling hands. Tears poured down her face.“Sasa, what’s wrong?” Zachary noticed something was off. He thought she was reacting from the pain and trying to cope.But Sarah didn’t even look at him. Her bloodshot eyes were locked on the distant Porsche. She could clearly see the driver slumped motionless over the steering wheel.“Zachary! Get over there, now!” she cried out, her voice filled with panic and desperation.Zachary still hadn’t realized what was going on. He assumed she had been triggered by the accident and just wanted to help.“Drive over,” he told the driver calmly.But Sarah’s hands were already gripping the car handle. She was frantic.Zachary reached out to stop her. “Sasa, you’re in no condition to move. Let’s go to the hospital first, okay?”Sarah was sobbing uncontrollably now. Her entire body shook. She couldn’t even
Zachary turned his head and finally saw Mia.One of the men nearby walked over and carefully lifted her into his arms.Sarah glanced at him—and instantly recognized his face. It was Steven. So she had met him long before today, without even realizing it.“Sasa…”Zachary kept calling her name, again and again. But to Sarah, his voice was growing fainter with each repetition. Even his face was beginning to blur.She could barely remember what he looked like anymore. Not even his face from three years ago. Everything was slipping away.The scar-faced man’s words still echoed in her ears—Zachary had approached her because of Vivian, because of the blood type match.She had never imagined something so absurd could actually happen to her. And yet Zachary… he was exactly the kind of man who would do such a thing.He was ruthless. Willing to do anything to achieve his goals. And when it came to people he didn’t care about, he never even looked their way.Sarah finally understood. Mayb
Mia let out a muffled cry, unable to speak. She could only shake her head desperately at Sarah.Sarah collapsed to the ground in despair, her limbs limp. The man grabbed her chin again and yanked it upward with brutal force.“It could’ve all been over,” he said coldly. “But you had to go and make a mistake. Now you need to learn a lesson.”The two other men stepped forward and pinned Sarah’s legs down.Only then did Sarah fully realize what was happening. Her eyes widened in panic. “What are you doing?!”“What are we doing? You’ll see soon enough.”The man with scar shouted toward the door. “Bring a bowl. And two more people.”Two more men entered. One placed a bowl beside Sarah. The other came behind her and locked his arm tightly around her neck, holding her still.“Let me go! What the hell are you trying to do?!”The man didn’t answer. He grabbed her pants and yanked them down.Sarah screamed.He pulled a lighter from his pocket and held the blade of his knife over the fl
Just as Sarah lunged forward in a panic, two men entered through the door and pinned her down.She struggled but couldn’t break free. Furious, she shouted, “What are you planning to do to her? I’m warning you, think carefully. Do you even know who her brother is? Zachary will find this place—aren’t you afraid of him?”Her words only seemed to provoke the man with scar further. He shoved Mia away with a sneer, then walked over and grabbed Sarah by the chin, forcing her to look up at him.“You should worry about yourself before you start worrying about anyone else,” he hissed.He slammed a sharp knife against her cheek. The blade gleamed with a cold, deadly light. Sarah’s heart seized in fear.“Zachary Reynolds?” he scoffed. “He’s probably having sex with that Miss Wilson at some fancy hotel right now. Don’t tell me you actually believed he got involved with you out of love? That’s laughable.”Sarah’s face went pale. “What are you talking about?”Scarface chuckled darkly. “You rea
Both Sarah and Mia had their hands tied behind their backs, completely unable to move.“Sarah… do you think my brother will come for us?” Mia asked softly.Sarah’s mind flashed back to the scene in the bar—the woman in Zachary’s arms, the way he looked at her. She bit her lip and hesitated, but finally gave a small nod. “He… he will. I’m sure he will.”But even she wasn’t convinced. Zachary had been in that bar with Vivian, probably already drunk. Did he even realize she’d been there? And even if he did, how could he possibly find out she had gone missing this quickly?The windows had been boarded up tightly, with only a few cracks letting in slivers of light.Sarah slowly pushed herself to her feet and edged toward the window. Through the gaps, she saw overgrown weeds and wild shrubs stretching across what looked like the grounds of an abandoned factory in the middle of nowhere.She slid back down against the wall and sat beside Mia. A loud crack of thunder rolled in the distanc
Just as she had suspected after seeing those photos and the bracelet, Sarah must have suffered some kind of trauma that caused her to lock these memories away in the deepest part of her mind. And now, the car accident had forced her to confront them.She took a deep breath and slowly lowered her hands. When she opened her eyes again, both Zachary and Mia were gone.In their place, she saw a blur of scenes flashing past—Zachary with a woman, from morning to night, like a carousel spinning too fast to stop.Her heart skipped a beat.That woman beside him... it was her.Even just one glance, and she knew. It was herself.These fragmented images must have been scenes from her past with Zachary—the ones she had buried and sealed away. But now, they were being peeled open, one layer at a time.Zachary holding her. Zachary laughing. Zachary running toward her, worried.Each version of him felt so familiar... yet so distant.Everything they had once shared, every little moment, now pl