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Chapter 20

Author: Sodhaevil
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-07-10 22:42:19

Elizabeth’s POV

I woke up with my head pounding, the ache sitting heavy behind my eyes. My limbs felt weak, like they weren’t mine. For a moment, I didn’t know where I was—until I saw him.

Liam.

He stood in front of me, like a statue pulled straight from my nightmares. Only this one moved.

“You…” I muttered, my voice hoarse and barely above a whisper. Too weak to scream. Too broken to run.

Without warning, he leaned down and pressed his lips to mine—a soft kiss, so gentle it made my skin crawl.

“My darling,” he breathed, like I was the one he loved and not the one he kept. “You’re awake.”

He turned briefly, lifting a tray from the nearby dresser and bringing it over to the bed. It was filled with food—eggs, toast, mango slices, and a tall glass of juice. Like breakfast in bed after a dream date. Like this was all normal.

But nothing was normal.

Not with Liam.

I stared at him, my chest tightening as the memories came flooding back.

The knife.

The way he looked at me.

The sound of flesh
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