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Chapter 62

Author: Sienna Vale
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-30 18:37:44

GEORGINA'S POV

I watched her from behind the glass screen for a long time without blinking.

Abigail lay on the narrow bed, one arm hanging slightly off the edge, her fingers twitching now and then like she was so weak.

I smiled faintly.

People always assumed I moved fast. That I killed quickly. That I acted out of rage.

That was their mistake.

If I wanted Abigail dead, she would already be in the ground. But dead people stopped being useful. And Abigail was still very useful to me.

I pressed the button on the wall and the glass slid open. My heels echoed softly as I stepped away from the screen and into the control room. Two men were already waiting for me, standing stiffly by the side.

“The girl,” I said calmly, taking a seat. “How has she been today?”

One of them cleared his throat. “Quiet. She asked for water earlier.”

I raised my eyes slowly.

“And?”

“We gave her some.”

My fingers paused mid-air.

“Some,” I repeated.

“Yes, ma’am. Just water and bread.”

I leaned back in my chair and
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