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 couldn't

onward, limping down

emerged, the wind hit her, salty and

was on a

stretched nothing but the endless expanse of the

Southcreek

were on a private

Footsteps sounded behind her.

Briony turned.

Stewart was approaching.

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

at him, disbelief and horror warring in

have imagined Stewart would go this far-would lose

looked out over the water, feeling a

you're out of your

fight went out of her. She sank down

for you to let me

her and

almost cruel in the harsh light. His

the real question

man before her, her

who stepped from the shadows was her salvation. Now she saw the truth: he wasn't an angelcome to rescue her, but & devil

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