The Wrong Woman

"This is not a place you should have come to." Nathan's expression was grave.

Mila pursed her lips and smiled. "Fortunately, I did.”

Nathan's gaze softened as he looked at her, his heart filled with concern.

"And you? How did you end up getting captured?" Mila asked curiously.

Nathan smiled bitterly, closing his eyes with a mournful expression. "Lucas was bribed by them." Mila was taken aback. She never expected it was Lucas after all. For a moment, she was at a loss for words.

She couldn't help but wonder about his feelings to be betrayed by someone he trusted the most, falling into the hands of the enemy.

Feeling uneasy, Mila nestled into Nathan's embrace with her hands patting his shoulders and her cheeks against his chest. She wanted to comfort him.

Her sudden, overwhelming hug caught Nathan off guard, freezing him in place. From shock to a sense of joy, Nathan's emotions surged even more. This was the first time Mila had hugged him voluntarily.

His hand lifted slightly and nervously rested on her back, but before he could hold her tight, Mila sat up straight in excitement. "Nate, we can't just sit and wait to die. We need to find a way to escape.”

Nathan, still somewhat dazed, nodded.

him into bed and murmured, "I'll find a way to delay them. You need to rest and recover, then we'll

bed, a cupboard, and a separate bathroom,

me for two days?" Nathan

Mila nodded in response.

grew even more

patted the edge of the bed.

troubled as he tried to

on his shoulder. "What are

sleep,”

injured, you need proper

and pulling back the covers. "You haven't had a

down." Mila pushed him back down and pulled the covers back

concern as he tried

the edge of the bed, stretching her legs and lying down in

tensed up, once again shocked beyond words. One of his hands