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Chapter 81: Trying To Escape

مؤلف: Shirley South
last update آخر تحديث: 2026-01-01 15:20:10

Bella's POV

This Godforsaken room was starting to irritate me, and I couldn't bear one more second in here. Hours had passed since Cole, my supposed husband, had left the room.

The silence in the room gnawed at me, and my heartbeat throbbed in my skull. I lay back against the pillows, staring up at the ceiling tiles, counting the tiny holes as if they might unlock something. But no matter how hard I tried, my memories refused to surface. Everything was still blank.

A vibration startled me.

I turned my head and noticed a phone sitting on the bedside table. The screen was cracked, shattered in a spiderweb pattern, but it still lit up through the damage.

MISSED CALL. Bri (12)MISSED CALL. Bri (8)MISSED CALL — Bri (4)

I frowned. I didn’t know anyone named Bri, at least none that I can remember.

My fingers trembled slightly as I picked up the phone. The moment the cracked screen hovered in front of my face, it unlocked automatically. My throat tightened.

So it’s definitely mine.

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