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Olivia's POV I must have blacked out at some point or the other during my rather strange escape. When I woke up, I was in a room with only a single bed and nothing more. The floors were rough and had no tile or marble and the walls took the same shape too. My heart began to pound in my chest. It did not look like I had been rescued, it looked like I had been kidnapped. I tried to stay calm but the more I tried to calm my nerves the more anxious I became. A million and one things ran through my mind. If Simeon thought that I had escaped, he would surely harm Jeremy. I had to get out of this place before that happened. I looked around the room for any available means of escape but the room had been designed in such a way that it was impossible to do so. The only window in the room was several fits high and was a very small one so that no one could squeeze through. Even my son would not be able to squeeze himself out of this place. I went to the door and I saw that it had been b

Olivia's POV There was a brief silence. Then the sound of footsteps moving lightly on the floor. I accidentally rested too hard on the wall and the stone shifted, causing an ingratiating sound. I held my breath, scared that I had been caught eavesdropping. “Did you hear that?”I held my breath, frozen in place. My heart was pounding so loudly in my chest that I feared it may be heard in the other room. Everything in me screamed at me to run. But I was locked up here, where would I run to? I remained frozen by the wall, trying desperately to stop my heart from pounding so loudly. When they continued on in silence I was convinced they had seen me through the small crack and were coming now to end my life. Then, I heard a door creak open but it sounded distant and if not for the still silence I would not have heard it at all. “Oh, how sweet,” a woman said, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “What have the lovebirds been conspiring this time?”I knew who that voice belonged to—it wa

Simeon's POV That evening, under the cover of night, I went to the house. It was a house I knew well even though I had not been there in ages. The house stood at the edge of an old stone bridge just beyond our territory. It was small and had been deserted for years. I walked straight through the door.Inside, the room was quiet except for the crackle of a fire.Reuben sat near it. His legs were crossed. He looked at ease as though we were meeting on friendly terms.I was filled with an anger I could not describe. What was he doing here? What did he want? Demand that I take Prinsca back? I turned to leave as I had nothing I wanted to say to him. But then he spoke.“I assume,” he said smoothly, “that you would like to see your wife and child again?”I froze where I stood.Slowly, I turned back to face him.“Where are they?” I asked, my voice low and trembling with fury.Reuben offered no response.I crossed the space between us in three long strides. I grabbed him by the throat and

Olivia’s POV I stared at the bowl of watery soup in front of me, the same one Reuben had brought earlier with that smug look on his face, daring me to poison myself with spoilt food. It had not taken me long to decide that I would not be eating it. Even if I had been starving, I would not have touched something that looked so much like dirty water. I had spent the entire night turning over possibilities in my head, trying to think of how I could get out of this hell with Jeremy. I could not seem to come up with any viable plan given that I did not even know what this place looked like. The only place I knew was the room in which I had been locked up. The options that came to mind did not appear realistic, the only thing I could think of was taking an illness. .I glanced over at the bowl of watery soup and a smile formed on my lips. Reuben’s bowl of poison was going to be useful after all. I picked up the bowl and carefully walked to the far end of the room, lowering myself to the f

Olivia’s POV“You don’t have to mean it. Just make him believe it. You know how easily men believe what they want to hear.”I gave a bitter laugh. “And what? You think he’ll see that letter, drop to one knee, and crown you his queen?”“I think he’ll do whatever it takes to keep his precious wife and child alive,” she said coolly. “And if that means acknowledging my son—his son—then so be it.”It was obvious she had no idea that Simeon could not be bothered about my existence.I shook my head slowly. “Does your brother know about this little plan of yours?”Prinsca’s smile faltered, but she didn’t look surprised by the question.“You should just do what I’m asking, Olivia,” she said. “This isn’t a threat. I am only trying to help you.”I looked down at the paper again and scoffed. I didn’t believe her for a second. It was clear Reuben was the one truly in control. If Prinsca had real power here, she would not be sneaking around behind her brother’s back with bribes wrapped in fake kind