508 Mia watched Dencia grab her coat, her mind spinning with worry. She couldn’t let her walk out like this—not without at least trying one more time to make her see reason. “Dencia, wait,” Mia called, her voice trembling. Dencia paused but didn’t turn around, her fingers tightening around the coat

510 Harrison threw his head back and laughed, the sound echoing through the cavernous warehouse. It was the kind of laugh that sent chills down your spine—deep, mocking, and devoid of warmth. He took a slow step forward, his hands in his pockets, his demeanor calm but predatory. “Oh, you two are s

512 The tension in the van was suffocating as Dencia glared at Harrison. Her voice was steady, though her heart pounded with fear. “You don’t scare me, Harrison. Do your worst. I’ll never stop fighting you.” Harrison leaned back in his seat, a cruel smile playing on his lips. He let out a soft ch

514 James stared at her, his expression a mixture of anger and disbelief. After a long moment, he nodded stiffly. “Fine,” he said, his voice cold. “I’ll leave you to your conversation. But don’t come crying to me when he stabs you in the back again.” He turned on his heel and strode out of the roo

516 The dim light flickered overhead as Dencia and Mia were shoved into a grimy room, the stench of mold and stale air seeping into their lungs. It was cold, the concrete walls unyielding and harsh, and there was a thick layer of dust on everything—furniture, the floor, even the peeling window fram