Stewart knelt down in front of Briony, meeting her bewildered gaze.

He reached into the inside pocket of his coat and pulled out a key, unlocking the shackle around her ankle.

The metal chain clattered to the floor.

Briony frowned.

Rising to his feet, Stewart looked down at her, a gentle smile flickering in his dark eyes. "You're free to leave now."

Briony stared at him, hesitation written all over her face.

Stewart said nothing.

Tentatively, she took a step forward.

He didn't move to stop her.

She drew in a shaky breath, then broke into a run.

Pain shot up from her ankle-sharp, relentless—but she ignored it, seized the doorknob, and flung the door open-

And froze.

This wasn't Southcreek Manor.

She took in the long, unfamiliar hallway, dread pooling in her stomach.

it

onward, limping down the

she finally emerged, the wind hit her, salty and cold. Her

was on

the endless expanse

Southcreek Manor at

were on a private

Footsteps sounded behind her.

Briony turned.

Stewart was approaching.

the middle of the ocean," he said quietly. "It'll be nearly impossible

disbelief and horror warring

could have imagined Stewart would go this far-would lose

water, feeling a crushing wave of helplessness rise

out of

fight went out of her. She sank down onto the

will it take for

of her and knelt, slow

his chiseled features now even sharper, almost cruel in the harsh light. His eyes, narrowed

the real question is when will you finally listen to

the man before

she'd thought the man who stepped from the shadows was her salvation. Now she saw the truth: he wasn't an

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