Since I arrived, I’ve been torn in different directions by Killian. And just when I thought I’d found solid ground, my anchor, I was whisked away again and left on my own.And the things those guards said…I shouldn’t believe them, but I’m floundering. Drowning. I don’t know what to do.The lock to my cell twists, a cold metallic sound, followed by the hinges creaking as the door swings open.It’s him. Killian. Suited and handsome as ever as he looks down at me.Part of me wants to throw myself into his arms. Another part of me wants to cry. Instead, I do the only thing I can do. Nothing.I stare up at the man who claimed me, waiting for him to act.Will this be the nice, caring, gentle Killian? Or the cruel, cold, punishing warden?“Why aren’t you in the infirmary like I specified?” His voice is flat. Not quite as frightening as the day I met him, but not warm either.“I…I don’t know…” I shake my head, my eyes falling to the floor. He steps closer, the sound of his boots ringing out
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