"Please… please… please…" Sylvia begged, the fear and panic in her voice apparent.
Her face changed and tears threatened to fall out of her captivating blue eyes.
But she already knew that all of her desperate cries for help were only falling on deaf ears.
This man was never going to stop for her. He was never going to help her.
She should have known better. How could it be so easy to escape the clutches of a man in power?
As she watched the carriage speeding closer and closer to the castle's gigantic main gates, she could feel a noose tightening around her throat, suffocating her and making her unable to breathe.
The familiar guards, the same patterns on the gate… everything confirmed her fears.
This was it. This was the place she was running away from and now somehow she was back again to the same prison!
"No, it's not over yet."
