Can’t Win Me Back

This time, the injection did not bring the excruciating pain that once made Amber wish for death.

Her chapped lips trembled, and tears streamed down her face as she gazed deeply into Remy's eyes. He, too, looked at her, his expression unreadable yet intense.

Between them, no words were needed.

"Damien... Thank you..."

Though her voice was barely audible, the weight of her words sank deep into Remy's heart. For once, he did not object to being called Damien.

The truth was, ever since Amber had been taken, an unbearable pressure had settled over him, making each breath feel like a punishment-every day since had been plagued by self-reproach and regret.

If he hadn't stopped her that night and let her go sooner, could she have avoided Sheryl? Could she have been spared the torture and humiliation?

"You should know that those who enter this place never leave. Most don't even make it out alive."

Remy's gaze was unwavering. Taking advantage of the surveillance blind spot, he placed his rough hands over hers for the first time, squeezing tightly.

"So, hold on a little longer. Give me time to find a way."

warmth seeping through the cracks of her despair. She closed her eyes briefly, silently telling him she

been on the brink. More than once, she had considered biting her tongue just to end it all. But his words gave

Her life meant little.

helping him recover his memories-mattered far

Someone was coming fast.

It was Sheryl.

darkened. He lifted a finger to his lips, signaling

her collar and yanked it open, baring much of her body

steel door crashed

the doorway, a storm of fury radiating

receiving word from her informant-Remy had dismissed

and, strangely, a thrill coursed through her veins at the thought of catching them red-handed. Lately, she had

him once and for all-securing her position as

she saw made her

the hell

Amber's neck. Without moving, he shot Sheryl a sidelong glance. His voice

Why would

sobbing softly beneath him as