Semua Bab The Grey’s: Bab 31 - Bab 40

EmiliaSleep eluded me as I tossed and turned, my mind racing with the evening's revelations. Finally, I let out a frustrated groan into my pillow, giving up on the idea of rest. Sitting up, I leaned against the headboard, my thoughts drifting back to our conversation by the pool.A few hours earlier:Damien's voice was low, tinged with old pain as he recounted his childhood memories. "I didn't understand it at first, but as I got older, things started to make sense. There was this man, Philip Payne, who was always at our house when my father was away on business. I'd see them disappear into the office for hours, emerging later with rumpled clothes and messy hair."He paused, swallowing hard before continuing. "Once, I worked up the courage to ask my mother about it. She made me promise not to tell anyone, claiming they were just 'business partners.' Being young and gullible, I kept quiet."I gently squeezed his hand, encouraging him to go on."One morning, I woke up and my parents we

Emilia We whiled away the lazy afternoon in conversation until words eventually failed us, leaving us in comfortable silence. Damien broke it first."Feel free to watch some TV if you'd like," he said, rising from his seat. He made his way towards what I assumed was his favored window perch, his familiarity with the room's layout evident in his confident movements. He settled into the chair with practiced ease, turning his face towards the glass.I shook my head, a plan already forming. Crossing the room, I gently tugged at his arm. "What are you doing?" he asked, a note of concern in his voice as I coaxed him from his seat.Ignoring his question for the moment, I retrieved his stick and helped him into his sweater. The air outside held a bitter chill. "We're going to the lake," I announced.He tensed. "Are you out of your mind? Do you have any idea how risky that is?"I couldn't help but roll my eyes at his wariness. "It's just the lake. Besides, you've been cooped up in here for da

EmiliaI was staring at the mirror when a knock startled me. I inhaled deeply, wiped away my tears, and called out softly, "Come in."The door opened, revealing Suzan. She stepped inside and closed it behind her. "Are you okay?" she asked, concern evident in her voice as she noticed my swollen eyes."Yes," I muttered, smoothing my dress. "Did you need something?"She hesitated before speaking. "I'm heading to the store. Could you keep an eye on Damien?""Is he alright?" I asked, suddenly alert."No, he caught a cold last night," she replied.Guilt washed over me. I should've known taking him to the lake in the middle of winter was a terrible idea. "Sure, I'll watch him," I said."Thanks," Suzan smiled before leaving.As soon as she left, I composed myself and went to Damien's room. He was lying in bed, covers tucked neatly around him. I closed the door and approached. "Damien, how are you feeling?"He sneezed in response. I quickly grabbed a tissue and handed it to him. "You shouldn't

EmiliaI opened the door to find Damien sitting on the bed, speaking on the phone. His voice was clipped and professional. As I closed the door behind me, he paused and turned toward me with a hesitant expression. "Emilia?""Hey," I said carefully."I'll have to call you back," he murmured into the phone before ending the call. I made my way over to him, kneeling in front of him. "Are you okay?" I asked, noticing his red, slightly watery eyes. My heart clenched at the sight.Silence hung between us for a moment."Damien—""They found my father," he said abruptly. My mouth widened into a grin, but it quickly faded when I saw his somber expression. "That's amazing news, isn't it? Is he okay? Did something happen?""They found him in an abandoned warehouse in Seattle," Damien explained, his voice tinged with an emotion I couldn't quite place. "He's currently in the hospital, but the doctors say he should be fine."I let out a sigh of relief. Gently, I rested my hands under his chin, urgi

**Emilia**"I'm going to untie you now," my captor growled, "but if you try anything stupid like before, I'll forget the boss wants you alive and beat you senseless. Understand?" A wave of nausea and fear washed over me as I nodded."Good girl." He ripped the duct tape off my mouth, making me cry out in pain. "Not so tough now, are you?" he taunted, carefully untying my hands and feet."What do you want from me?" I choked out, despair overwhelming me. "Please, just let me go," I sobbed."That's not my call to make, sweetie." His eyes traveled down to my belly. "Get comfortable, love. I'll be back with some food," he said before walking out, shutting the door behind him.I surveyed the dim room – just a mattress and an empty table. A sob escaped me as I collapsed onto the mattress, emotions crashing over me. What was happening? What did they want from me? Too many questions swirled in my head.I don't know how long I sat crying before the door slowly opened. Kim stood there, holding a