The Tyrant's captive bride
Aurora stays quiet for once, maybe even she feels the shift, and the cops are hovering by the door, Raymond giving me one last look like he’s memorizing my face for later.
Elias tries one more time, hand on the bed rail. “Harper, this is ridiculous. You’re coming home tomorrow.” But I don’t answer, just keep my back to him, fingers tight around that card, mind already spinning with plans call Raymond the second they leave the room, tell him I need out, need a ride, need somewhere Elias can’t find me, anything to get away before they discharge me and he drags me back into his world again. The panic’s fading but the anger’s still there, simmering under the sadness, and all I want, all I can th
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