Gwen The door didn't open so much as explode inward, splintering off its hinges with a crack that seemed to shake the whole house."GET OFF HER."The voice was a roar I barely recognized as human, let alone as belonging to someone I knew. Marcus didn't even have time to turn around fully before a fist connected with the side of his head so hard he was thrown clean off the bed and into the wall, the towel he'd been wearing slipping to the floor exposing his shriveled organ as he crumpled.Everything after that happened in fragments, too fast and too loud for my drugged, terrified mind to hold onto in order.A shadow leaning over me. Hands, careful, shaking hands, working at the ropes at my wrists. The gag being eased out of my mouth so gently it was almost unbearable, given how violently everything else in the room had just happened."I've got you. I've got you, Jane, look at me, I've got you–"Elias.For one wild, irrational second, before my eyes even focused, my heart lifted with
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