"Cillian, where the fuck is he!!!" I kept on yelling, my voice cracking under the strain as Daniel rushed forward and grabbed onto me, trying to keep me steady."Calm down," Daniel pleaded, his grip firm but careful around my bruised arms. "Valerie, please, you need to rest.""I should calm down?!" I was still wriggling, trying to tear myself out of his hold, when I froze.From the other end of the hall, Cillian emerged. He walked with that same slow, agonizingly calm stride, completely untouched, adjusting the cuffs of his shirt as if he hadn't just watched me get broken in a concrete basement. I knew it. I remembered everything. I remembered him standing over me, and I remembered his hand striking my neck, knocking me unconscious. What on earth did he cook up with Sterling after I went under?Fuelled by raw, blinding fury, I ripped myself away from Daniel and ran toward him. My fractured ribs screamed in protest, but I ignored the agony, stopping right in front of him and blocking
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