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I am not surprised to find Edward's most loyal men waiting to escort me home, nor am I shocked when they confiscated my keys and practically threw me into the backseat of one of the black SUVs. I was sandwiched between two bulky men who were four times my size, preventing me from jumping out of the vehicle while it was moving. I have done it before.
I didn't argue because I brought this on myself. If I had answered my phone, Edward wouldn't have sent a troop to get me, and he most certainly wouldn't be restricting my movements by taking the car. I shouldn't have pushed him too far, just because he hadn't raised a hand at me in days. A pattern he would likely end later tonight. The dread I felt grew until it became a living thing, twisting my inwards until I had to wrap both arms around my belly to soothe it.
I was about to ask the sullen guards to pull over so I could throw up when the car suddenly swerved on the road, narrowly missing what appeared to be a Corolla. I tried to sit up, but both men on either side of me shielded me with their bodies just as a black truck crashed into the side of my car. I think I screamed, my eyes squeezing shut as the vehicle flipped over several times.
Glass shattered loudly. Metal groaned frighteningly. Everything slowed to an almost startling speed before the car came to a complete stop.
I groaned, pain shooting through me. My head was spinning wildly and my ears were ringing too loud for me to hear anything except a high-pitched whir. I looked around, trying to figure out which way up, but everything was a blur. My guards were either unconscious or incapacitated, but I'm certain the driver is dead because of the gigantic shard of glass buried in his face. I reached for my seatbelt, wincing when a tingling pain shot through my arm. The left door is yanked open, hands grabbing me, gathering a fistful of hair and jerking me painfully out of the vehicle. I don't even get a chance to see any of their faces because a second later, I am knocked unconscious.
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 1 year agoOh! You haven't disappeared! Thank God! Well will be waiting for the final two chapters!
SiSubover 1 year agoAuthorHi, there. The files were in a format couldn't be opened, so I wasted a day or two, unfortunately. I have resubmitted the last two chapters already so you should have the ending before the end of the week - pending approval. Thank you for your continued support 😘
Anonymousover 1 year agoSo much for publishing the last few chapters within the next few days. Damn!
