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Chapter Twenty Eight

Author: Mmesoma
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-02 12:33:35

~Aliyah’s Pov~

The first thing I felt when I opened my eyes was the stiffness in my neck. The second was the throbbing ache in my wrist, and the third....the cold metal lock on the door staring at me.

I blinked slowly, disoriented for a moment, then everything rushed back.

The fight that occurred in the car. Me shouting, the bruises.

The night.

I sat up, breathing shakily.

Still locked in.

Still trapped.

I reached for my phone immediately.

Two percent battery.

“Great,” I whispered.

My fingers t
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