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Chapter 129: Free But Still Alone

Author: Beauty Lee
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-16 13:02:18

On the lonely road, the van screams to a stop, and the crunch of dirt beneath the tires breaks the night's quiet.

Cordelia is pulled out like a bag of trash as the back doors fly open.

A new surge of pain shoots through her shattered limbs as her body thuds to the ground.

Her voice is hardly discernible as she lets out a feeble groan.

In the gloomy light, one of the captors leans out of the van, his face a vicious mask. He sneers, "Maybe not really well, but you're still alive. Think of it as a gift. Keep us from regretting it and coming back for your ass.”

She finds herself in the midst of nowhere as the van rushes away.

For a while, Cordelia lies there gazing up at the pitch-black sky.

Tears well up in her eyes and the stars distort.

She pushes herself to move despite the cold air biting her flesh.

Nearby is her cottage—she can make out the far-off contour of her house and the dim trace of the tree line.

Thankfully, they dropped her at the same spot they had take
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