EvelynTyler’s words froze me where I sat. Every inch of my body locked up, every nerve screaming. The horror twisted in me, deeper than words could reach. My breathing hitched, sharp and fast, as fear sunk like claws into my skin.“W-what?” I whispered, my voice trembling.He placed both hands on the armrests of the chair, caging me in. My muscles ached from how tightly I’d been holding myself together, how long I’d been clenching against panic. I had a small window—maybe I could push him, run—but he had a knife. And I had to protect my baby.A single fall could take her from me. I couldn’t risk it.“Still a little hazy?” he mused, smirking. “Has the sedative not worn off yet?”Then, colder that bastard added, “I told you to get naked, Evelyn.”Disgust rose like bile in my throat, tangling with the fear in my stomach, “No,” I said, stronger than I expected. “I’m not doing that.”I pressed back into the chair, desperate to breathe right, but my lungs weren’t listening. The air tasted
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