Questioned

Lily pov

"Lily,"

I felt like breaking down, tears stinging my dry eyes and clouding my vision. An overly familiar voice called my name, and instinctively, I responded, "Jude."

My voice was low and cracked, but it echoed in the dimly lit corridor. Suddenly, there he was – Jude, my older brother, a comforting presence in the darkness.

Without thinking, I rushed into his arms. His familiar smell brought me comfort, and I felt safe knowing he had come to rescue me.

Jude's arms held me close, like a shield against the scary things that haunted me. In that moment, it was just us, and the worries of the dungeon faded away. Time seemed to stand still as I clung to him, grateful for my brother's protection.

As my sobs lessened, I pulled back to look into Jude's eyes. He looked worried, but there was also strength and determination. He promised, "Lily, we're getting you out of here."

“We?” My brows furrowed.

“Yeah, come on.” Jude insisted, pulling me through the exit door.

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