Tamara's POVIt was morning, and all through the night the men had tortured me I can only wonder how I managed to be alive till this moment. My body felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces, each one burning with relentless pain. I was struggling to breathe, the men won't stop hitting me with brutal blows and kicks that made me fall on the cold floor. I was sweating all over, with tears streaming down freely on my face, my whole body was full of sores and blood. My throat was dried up and I was everything, including hungry. The world around me blurred, like I was slipping into some dark, endless pit, where pain was my only option.I could barely think straight. My thoughts were entangled, wrapped in a thick despair I couldn't see a way out. What was I even praying for? A miracle? Or maybe death? Anything to stop the unbearable pain that was tearing through my body. I don't even know if thieves were tortured the way I was tortured that night. I wish there was a way out
Jesse’s POVThe atmosphere in the car was thick with tension, the two suspects I had in mind can't be arrested. My Dad is against Me . I clenched the steering wheel, my knuckles white from the pressure. Trevor's gaze was fixed ahead, but I could feel his eyes turning towards me every now and then, as if checking my mood.“I think we should go to Kevon’s place,” Trevor finally said, breaking the silence. His voice was cautious, like he was stepping on glass. “not to arrest him or treat him as a suspect just maybe he might know where Tamara is.”The mention of Kevon’s name was like a slap to the face, he is my major suspect because Tamara had run after him this afternoon after he caught us but now I can't even have him arrested because Trevor said we needed to take things slowly. My jaw tightened, and I could feel the anger bubbling up inside me, I let out a slow, controlled breath, trying to keep my temper in check “Fine,” I muttered, barely containing the irritation in my voice. “Let
Jesse's POV:Trevor tried to calm me down, but it was almost useless. I was wound so tight I felt like I was about to lose my mind. “Just go home, Jesse. There’s nothing more we can do tonight,” he said, his voice steady, trying to get through to me.But how the hell was I supposed to just go home? Tamara was out there, missing, and I had no idea where she was or what could be happening to her. Dad had refused me from taking Olivia who was my prime suspect. Kevon , her bestfriend isn't saying anything. The thought alone made my stomach twist into knots. But Trevor wasn’t wrong, there wasn’t much else I could do at that moment. So, against every instinct screaming at me to keep looking, I finally agreed and headed home.The night was a complete blank night. I lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, unable to shut off my mind. Every time I closed my eyes, all I could see was Tamara’s face. Was she scared? Was she hurt? The possibilities tormented me, driving me insane. Why didn’t I protec
Jesse’s POVAs soon as the door clicked shut behind her, Trevor walked back in. “Were you able to plant the chip?” he asked, his voice low.“Yes, on her phone,” I replied, my voice flat. The anger and frustration still obvious beneath my voice, but at least now we had a lead. It was small, but it was something. And right now, I'd do anything that could help bring Tamara back“I think our next target to plant the chips on is Olivia and Kevon since they are our main suspects.” Trevor suggested and I immediately felt my stomach tighten. But I am going to do it. Tamara must be found and If we wanted to make sure every angle was covered, we had to be thorough. “We need to act fast,” Trevor said, his voice cutting through the tension in the room. “The longer we wait, the more time we give them to cover their tracks.”I nodded, barely hearing him. My mind was already speeding ahead, thinking about the next steps. Olivia… I didn’t know what to think about her anymore. She always has her way
Jesse’s POV By the time I got to the hospital, she was taken to the ward for treatment, while I stayed at the waiting hall with Trevor. Every now and then I was standing up to see if there was anything new. When I was told Tamara was now stable, I walked in as I stared at her body lying weakly on the bed. I was so relieved but it didn’t last long.I was more worried because she still hadn't woken up. I became so uncomfortable leaving her in the hospital what if something else happened I couldn't let that happen. The thought of leaving Tamara here, where anyone could come and go, made my skin crawl.“I want her treated at my house,” I said, in a firm tone as I looked at the doctor in charge. The doctor blinked, taken aback by my words. “Mr. Jesse, I understand your concerns, but she’s in good hands here. We need to keep her under observation for at least some days”“I’m not leaving her here,” I interrupted, in a determined tone. “You can send. whatever equipment and personnel you ne
Tamara’s POV:Pain shot through every part of my body as I lay there, helpless on the cold, hard floor. Every breath felt like the last as I struggled to maintain consciousness, the bruises on my body aching with every struggle I made to prevent them from touching me. Isabella walked out of the room with a grin of excitement in her eyes as she made her way out. I begged with every strength left but she didn't spear me a glance. I never knew Isabella could be so mean.They were just about to tear off my clothes. My heart pounded as the images replayed in my mind strong hands forcing me down, their cruel laughter echoing in my ears. I had screamed, begged, but nothing had stopped them. Just when I thought I wouldn’t survive, she walked in. Christina.Her voice cut through the room like a whip, full of fury. “What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she asked as she walked inThe men paused, startled by her sudden appearance, but she wasn’t here to save me. Her anger wasn’t directed at
Jesse’s POVI stood outside Tamara's room. Tamara was staring blankly at the sterile white walls. Her words rechoed in my mind over and over, like a broken record: “We need to break up” I never thought I’d hear those words from her, I wonder just how many words Christina said to her. The fatigue weighed heavily on my shoulders, and for the first time in a long while, I felt lost, unsure of what to do next.I ran my hands through my hair in frustration, pacing the hallway. How did things spiral out of control so fast?I Know she went through all this because of me and I want to fix things. I am really ready to deal with Christina and whoever the other girl is. But now, Tamara wanted to leave. She wanted to break us.“No, I can’t let that happen”I pulled out my phone, my fingers shaking as I dialed Trevor’s number. He picked up on the second ring."Jesse?" Trevor’s voice sounded alert. "How’s she doing?"I sighed heavily, rubbing my temple. “She's… she's not doing well, Trevor. I think
Jesse's POV Tamara was sitting up in bed, still looking pale and tired, but at least she was eating now. That, at least, brought me a bit of comfort. The nurses had helped her sit up earlier, and seeing her somewhat nourished made my heart beat a little less painfully. I watched her carefully from the door, feeling helpless as ever, torn between stepping inside and giving her space. But then, Aunt Serena strolled in, her presence a mix of comfort and something a bit unsettling. She always knew how to push the right buttons, though whether she was helping or hurting was a whole different story.“Tamara, my dear!” Aunt Serena exclaimed, her voice sugary sweet as always. “How are you feeling, darling?”Tamara blinked up at her, clearly surprised. “Aunt Serena? What are you doing here?”“Oh, sweetie,” she cooed, pulling up a chair and sitting down like she had all the time in the world. “I came because Jesse told me you were being difficult. I had to come check on you myself. We’re fami