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A Ghost From The Past
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2025-02-14 00:02:24Jenny paced her room, her thoughts spinning with mind. Noah had taken control of her lifestyle once more, and he or she had no manner out. Her phone changed into gone. Her organization was now not hers. Every door in this mansion led again to him.
She pressed a hand to her belly, fear tightening in her chest. Her baby changed into growing inside her, but how long before Noah discovered it? If he did, he might by no means permit her to cross.
A soft knock on the door made her bounce. She turned sharply, waiting for one of Noah’s guards. Instead, MaryAnne stepped inner, conserving a tray with a cup of tea.
“You slightly ate dinner,” MaryAnne stated gently.
Jenny sighed and sat on the threshold of the bed. “I am now not hungry.”
MaryAnne placed the tray on the bedside desk and hesitated. “A letter arrived for you these days.”
Jenny’s head snapped up. “A letter?”
MaryAnne nodded and pulled a small envelope from her pocket. “It slipped under the gate again. The guards no longer see who left it.”
Jenny’s heart pounded as she reached for it. The paper turned into barely crumpled, and there was no name on the front.
She tore it open, her arms trembling.
"Meet me the following day at night at the antique church. I recognize how that will help you – A buddy."
Jenny’s breath caught in her throat. Who should this be? No one knew she had returned to Noah’s mansion besides Lewis, and he could have never risked sending a letter like this.
MaryAnne leaned closer. “Do you think it's miles safe?”
Jenny swallowed tough. “I do not realize. But I should discover.”
The subsequent nighttime, Jenny sat via the window, awaiting the right moment to depart. Noah became, in his study, busy with commercial enterprise calls. The guards have been stationed at the front and back gates, however, there has been a small provider door through the lawn that they hardly ever watched.
She took a deep breath and grabbed a darkish scarf, wrapping it around her shoulders. Moving speedy, she slipped out of her room and down the hallway, her heart pounding with every step.
Reaching the lower back of the mansion, she observed the service door unlocked. It turned out to be too easy.
With one last glance at the back of her, she stepped out into the night.
The antique church was deserted, as were beautiful stained-glass windows now blanketed in the dirt. The air was thick with the heady scent of damp wood and forgotten prayers.
Jenny stepped internally cautious, her palms trembling. The best mild got here from the broken roof, in which the moon cast long shadows across the empty pews.
A parent emerged from the darkness. Jenny’s breath stuck in her throat.
It became Ethan!
Her first love. The man who had disappeared six years in the past without a trace.
Jenny’s legs felt vulnerable. “Ethan?”
His deep brown eyes searched her face, filled with feelings she couldn't name. “Jenny, it is virtually you.”
She took a shaky step forward. “I thought you were lifeless.”
He exhaled sharply. “No. But I had to go away.”
She stared at him, seeking to make an experience of what was going on. Ethan had been the only individual she as soon as trusted extra than anybody. Before Noah. Before the whole lot fell apart.
“Why are you here?” she whispered.
His jaw clenched. “To assist you escape.”
Jenny felt a hurricane of feelings upward push inside her. Seeing Ethan again introduced lower back reminiscences she had buried deep. The nights they spent whispering dreams to every other. The guarantees of a future that never happened.
She took a shaky breath. “I can't depart Noah.”
Ethan’s eyes darkened. “Noah is a monster, Jenny. I know what he has carried out to you.”
Jenny seemed away. “You no longer apprehend. He has taken the whole thing. My company. My freedom. If I attempt to run, he'll locate me.”
Ethan stepped nearer, his voice low and pressing. “I was making plans for this for months. I recognize people who can shield you. But you have to trust me.”
Trust. That phrase felt so foreign now.
Jenny’s eyes filled with tears. “Ethan… there may be something else. I am pregnant!”
An appearance of shock crossed his face, observed through something even deeper. Anguish.
“Is it...?” He stopped, shaking his head. “Is it his?”
Jenny swallowed difficultly. “I no longer recognize.”
Ethan cursed under his breath, strolling a hand through his hair. “This changes the whole lot.”
Jenny wiped her eyes. “I can not change my baby’s life.”
Ethan grabbed her palms. “Then we will be cautious. But we must act rapidly. Noah cannot discover.”
A sudden noise made them each freeze. Footsteps echoed from outside the church.
Jenny’s heart pounded, "Someone is coming."
Ethan pulled her into the back of a damaged pew, pressing a finger to his lips. Jenny held her breath, her frame demanding with worry.
The heavy doorways cr
eaked open. A shadow moved inner.
Jenny squeezed her eyes close.
Noah had discovered her!
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