NovelEnglishChapter 1674: Something gave way. The black ropes loosened just enough for her to stumble forward-one step, two-hope surged in her chest.
But then, as if angered by her defiance, more ropes lashed out, wrapping around her body, her limbs, her mouth -one even covering her left eye.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtParalyzed, she could do nothing but watch as Tracy remained just beyond her reach, silent and bleeding. Her friend looked lonely.
Elyse's body trembled violently, and in the next instant, she jolted awake, her breath ragged, heart pounding.
For several seconds, she stared blankly at the ceiling. Then, turning her head, her eyes landed on Jayden beside her, and only then did the tightness in her chest begin to ease.
She exhaled shakily, burrowing into the warmth of the blanket, but the dream lingered. The nightmare was burned into her mind. What did Tracy want? Why had she appeared like that? And more importantly... how could she be with Lowell? Shouldn't she hate him more than anyone? Sleep was impossible now. Elyse lay still, thoughts circling endlessly, but no matter how much she tried to make sense of it, the answers eluded her.
When Jayden finally stirred awake, he immediately noticed something was off. His brows knitted as he turned to her. "Thinking about Tracy again?" Elyse hesitated, then nodded, frustration thick in her voice. "She hasn't cto see me. Could she be avoiding me... out of guilt?" .cóm is the source Jayden fell silent, considering her words before giving a slow nod. "That's possible." Elyse beceven more frustrated. "When will we finally hear from her?" "Today." Jayden sat up, running a hand through his hair. "Shaun mentioned a villa complex, remember? I had someone watching the entrance. The moment we get photos of Tracy and Lowell going in or out, we'll know if Shaun was telling the truth." Elyse tightened her grip on the blanket, drawing in a slow, steady breath. “Alright,” she murmured. "I'll wait.” At the stime, in a secluded villa nestled near the mountains, Lowell stirred awake in the darkened bedroom.
His hand instinctively reached out, brushing against Tracy's arm before he pulled her into his warm embrace. He had always yielded to her peculiar rules. He wasn't allowed to see her face—not until she permitted it. And so, he waited.
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Lately, he had begun to savor the thrill of her surprises, the mystery she les, shrouded herself in Yet, despite that, ahagging curiosity lingered. What did she really look like?
One night, when Tracy was deep in slumber, he finally gave in tom temptation. His fingers, light as a whisper, traced the contours of her face.
The moment he confirmed she wasn't sin the creaturen in shadows, relief settled over him like a soothing tide.
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