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.

No, it couldn't

onward, limping

the wind hit her, salty and cold.

on a

stretched nothing but the endless expanse

at Southcreek Manor

were on a private

Footsteps sounded behind her.

Briony turned.

Stewart was approaching.

quietly. "It'll be nearly impossible for anyone to

and

never could have imagined Stewart would go this far-would lose himself so

out over the water, feeling a crushing

you're out of your

her. She sank down onto

it take for you to let

stopped in front of her and knelt, slow and

even sharper, almost cruel

he said softly, "maybe the real question is when will you finally

stared at the man before her, her

saw the truth: he wasn't an angelcome to rescue her, but &

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