Before she could even comprehend what was happening, she was thrown inside the bedroom and heard the heavy door being locked behind her. Emma gulped, swallowing the thick fear rising in her throat. She was absolutely terrified to look behind her because she knew he was there. He was standing right behind her.She knew the exact moment she turned around, his cold eyes would confront hers. The fear would be so intense that she wouldn't be able to move a single muscle. She would desperately want to run for the door, but it was locked. She would only be thrown inside again by the Devil, who was ready to assault her anytime he desired.So, she didn't turn around. She didn't look behind her; instead, she stared blankly out the large window right beside the bed. The bedroom was astonishing. It was massive—more than five hundred square feet—and by far the biggest bedroom she had ever laid eyes on. The sheets were a pristine navy blue and white, a heavy blanket lying peacefully on top, and two
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