Chapter 80

Miss you.

It’s just those two words.

I stare at them for hours.

I draft a hundred different replies and delete them all. Because there is no right thing to say to the husband-who-isn’t-my-husband who-is-my-captor/enemy.

If he’s looking at his phone I’m sure he’ll see the three dots that pop up and disappear as I type and then click back to undo.

As night passes into morning, I sleep again.

It’s fitful. Filled with dreams that are more like nightmares, and memories I’ve bottled up since I was a kid.

I cry.

I curl up and try to comfort myself.

Because it’s going to take 48 hours for the results back from my lab tests.

Two days to learn if I’ll live or if I’m right back to counting down the time left with my terminal illness.

I want to live so badly.

It’s some ingrained survival instinct, sure, but when facing my own mortality, I don’t want to d ie.

I get up and start cleaning. I organize clothes and move boxes and clean up the

day later, there is another text. This one is also brief. It just

that mean?

when my brother shows up at my room

carry a box. Really big boxes.

1

K

4

.

2

blockhead beta just left

he means

lug around both of these. The guy built like a silverback.

search them?” I feel

did,” Liam snaps at

question. They’re essentially violating my privacy, but

is

doing it for my safety.

own pack won’t feed you,” Liam mutters. Then he opens the box and pulls out packages or protein bars and giant jars of peanut butter. There are sealed packages

isn’t it?” Adam says

being locked away and starved for a week.

box?” I

the

then an

to arm you against your own family.” Liam curses, “the ba

not that,” I say automatically.

what is

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