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
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