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

limping

hit her, salty and cold.

was on

stretched nothing but the endless expanse

weren't at Southcreek

were on a

Footsteps sounded behind her.

Briony turned.

Stewart was approaching.

quietly. "It'll be nearly

him, disbelief and horror warring

imagined Stewart would

the water, feeling a crushing wave of

you're out

the fight went out of her.

it take for

in front of her and knelt,

painfully handsome-gaunt, lips pale, his chiseled features now even sharper, almost cruel in the harsh light. His eyes, narrowed and endlessly

said softly, "maybe the real question is when

the man before

he wasn't an angelcome to rescue her, but & devil

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