**POV Emily**I was still in my room, rummaging through Tyler’s things, when I found a photo. Tyler was hugging a blonde woman, smiling broadly. Olivia was in the background of the picture with a look of disgust, while Louise seemed to be smiling happily. On the back of the photo, there was a phrase: "With love, Angel!"From their clothes, it seemed to be Christmas. And from the way they were clinging to each other, I guessed that Tyler got involved with her while I was imprisoned. I can't blame him. Ethan made everyone believe I was dead while he left me agonizing day after day in that metal cell. I crumpled the photo tightly and threw it in the bathroom trash. Within seconds, Tyler entered the room looking for me."Emily, are you here?" he asked, coming up to me."Yes, I was just cleaning up some things in the bathroom," I lied, trying to smile. I wasn't ready to hear the truth about his relationship with this Angel. The date was from last year, and there was a gold ring on her fing
**POV Tyler**"Okay... Does Emily have a twin sister that her father sold to a couple when she was born?" I asked again, shaking my head, unable to believe my own words."Yes, Alana Parker was a victim of human trafficking..." Olivia replied seriously, while Emily swallowed hard. "She helped me find my mom, but now it seems like she wants some kind of payment for her help..." Olivia finished her sentence."What does this crazy woman want? Money? Could she be working for Ethan?" I stood up from the table nervously, unable to stay still."I don't know... I didn't go with her... but she really wanted me to," Olivia muttered, hugging Emily, who didn't want to let go of her."Alana is dangerous. I always suspected her and doubted she was on our side. I don't know what she wants, but we have to protect our daughter, Tyler!" Emily said nervously.The anguish in Emily's eyes was evident. She clearly didn't want to lose Olivia after already losing so many years of raising her."Emily, we will
**POV Olivia**"It's better this way, honey. We need to trust your father. He wants the best for us," my mother said, smiling and stroking my hair as I lay on the bed, crying in anger.She wiped away one of the tears running down my face and suggested, "How about we watch a movie together? It's been a while since I arrived, but we haven't had time to do normal mother-daughter things. We've been apart for so long... I want to know more about you," she smiled, excited."Thank you, Mom... I would love that," I replied, a slight smile forming on my lips, and she nodded.As soon as she left the room, I sent a message to Peter, asking if he knew anything. I fiddled with my phone to pass the time while my mother made popcorn in the microwave. Finally, I received a message."Do you want to find that bitch Sarah? And your dear friend David, who betrayed you? Come to Xavier Marques Street, near the dark alley. I'll be there and take you to them..."There was no sender. It was another one of tho
**POV Tyler**With my heart racing, I got into the car and started the engine. As I drove through the nearly deserted streets, a fierce determination took hold of me. No matter what it took, I would bring Sara back safely. Josh and Justin were my closest friends, and I knew I could count on them.When I arrived at the meeting point, I saw Josh and Justin already waiting. They looked at me seriously, ready for what was to come."We're going to get Sara and make sure she comes home safely," I said, looking at both of them."We're with you, Tyler," Josh replied firmly. Justin nodded, the same determination reflected in his eyes.We arrived near the warehouse, having meticulously planned every detail. There were a few men at the back of the building, and I had positioned some patrol cars at key points on the streets to prevent possible escapes. After rescuing Sara, the plan was to interrogate one of Ethan's men and find out what he was planning and why he was so fixated on Noah."Let's go
**POV Tyler**"Tyler... Tyler, wake up!" I heard a female voice beside me, shaking my body. The voice seemed distant, and I felt weak. After much insistence, I slowly opened my eyes. The brightness hurt my retinas. The room was all white, filled with equipment. I tried to move, but felt something attached to my arm. Then, a gentle touch on my face and a tight hug."Tyler... I thought you were dead. I'm so happy you're alive!"I opened my eyes and saw Emily in tears, her face red and swollen, looking like she had been crying for hours. I looked around and realized I was strapped to a hospital bed, with various machines monitoring my vital signs."What happened? How long have I been here?" I asked desperately. Emily stepped back, swallowing hard."Seven days. You've been in a coma for seven days. Josh and Justin still haven't woken up. The doctor said they're in critical condition, worse than you... we don't know when they'll wake up," Emily replied, lowering her head."No... that's imp
**POV Olivia**I woke up again feeling dizzy, with lapses of memory, alternating between waking and falling asleep without being able to keep my eyes open for long."Look, the little princess is awake!" Alana entered the room with a cynical look, while my hands and feet were tied to the chair, preventing me from escaping."This won't end like this. What have you done to me? Why do I feel so..." I couldn't finish the sentence. My lips were numb, and my mouth tingled."Sedated? Perhaps because you're under the effect of sedatives. We already know you're a match, but we had to run a lot of tests to check if your bone marrow is in good condition, considering the amount of alcohol you consume at your father's parties. We'll need at least two more days to detox you from all the medications. Don't worry, this is the last sedative!" She winked, applying that greenish liquid into my bloodstream again."My bone marrow? What do you want with it?" I asked, trying not to succumb to the anesthesia
**Emily's Pov** Two years ago... "Dad, are you sure they won't try to kill you? Last time you hosted a welcome dinner, I almost ended up with a bullet in my head," I commented, observing the number of security guards accompanying the two men, carrying a considerable amount of weapons on their belts. "Emily, dear, don't worry. The Mitchells are an extremely respected family in the city. They are the only ones capable of solving our problem and preventing us from being killed by the other creditors," my father replied anxiously. My mother, with a reassuring smile, caressed my face. "Calm down, dear. Today you will meet your fiancé. This marriage agreement is the only thing that can save our family right now." I took a deep breath, trying to control the nervousness bubbling within me. I had no choice but to interrupt college to get married. For a while, my family had been entangled in exorbitant debts with mobsters from the far east of the city. This was the only way to pay for my m
**2 Years Later...** Pov Emily The first six months unfolded like a sweet illusion, a charming lie that Tyler skillfully wove around me. During that time, he won my heart, making me believe in a love that seemed real, only to then shatter it into a thousand pieces. However, Tyler Mitchell's true face emerged, cruel and relentless: betrayals, alcohol-fueled nights, and endless parties in decadent nightclubs with extremely vulgar low-class prostitutes. Last night, after returning home at three in the morning, drunk, the violence between us erupted like a volcano about to erupt, and Tyler unleashed his fury on me, kicking and punching me, turning me into his punching bag. Over a year of my life was dedicated to enduring this cruelty, but today, something inside me changed, and I was determined to change this reality. I faced myself once again in the mirror, seeing my face marked by bruises and cuts scattered across my body. The memory of the torture with a knife by Tyler the previous