stant, suffocating reminder of her imprisonment. They followed her everywhere. Ev

he ceiling. She had stopped fighting, stopped try

ce as if the ugliness of the previous night had never happened. She dismi

de. Corie walked silently to the door, made sure it was c

htstand and began to peel an apple with a small, sharp kn

move, didn't e

d to me," she chattered on. "He said once he's de

as Amelie's body stiffen

g the peeled apple on a plate. "Jonas's mother, Victori

nas's mother had been in a coma for three years, ever since a car a

ped to a barely audible, sinister whisper. "The doctors say she's showing signs of waking up. Can you

eyes locking onto Corie. She cou

l, chilling smile. "So, I need to find a w

ition was limited to Jonas and his fortune. She never imagined

struggling to sit up, but the pain

melie, tapping her cheek with the flat of the knife. "She's pra

" Amelie spat thro

innocent charm. "Thank you for the compliment. I think I'll

nd walked to

n. Victoria was innocent. And if Victoria died,

ept her arm across the nightstand, sending the water glas

ht the guards bursti

nger at Corie. "Stop her! S

shrinking behind one of the guards. "You see? She's lost her

was to control Amelie, not listen to her. Th

do?" at Amelie, then turned to the guards. "You

as Corie strolled out o

dn't let it

back of her hand, ignoring the sha

lie, fueled by a desperate, primal fear, shov

only one

Get to Vic