ALESSIA “You shouldn’t have pushed him so far. Look at what you did to yourself,” the new guard said as he carefully rubbed ointment on my swollen eye. He seemed to know me. He had mentioned my mother earlier, saying I looked so much like her. He appeared to be around Liam’s age. I still didn’t understand his relationship with Mr. Blackwell, but he was surprisingly kind. He had untied me throughout the night so I could sleep, only to return two hours ago and tie me back up. “You know, Alessia… those triplets aren’t good people,” he said softly, brushing a strand of hair away from my face. “I know Liam isn’t either. But trust me—after everything works out, I’ll take care of you, okay?” My skin crawled. I stayed completely still. I still couldn’t move any part of my body except my head. The drug seemed to be wearing off slowly from the head downward. “I could give you a better life than any of them,” he continued, still rubbing the ointment. “Just hang in there. Once Dr Blac
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