Chapter 65

"What? What the hell are you talking about?" Roger demanded to know, his eyebrows furrowing.

[I was the one who saved your life when they kidnapped you. The car we were in crashed.] Deborah explained calmly.

"What… that's a lie."

[Why would I lie to you?]

"Because by telling me this, you think I'll feel guilty and come back to you because I'll owe you something. But I won't."

[I never did it for that reason.]

"No? Then what was the reason?"

[I saved you because we were friends, and I liked you.]

"Wow, that's rich. I never had a mute friend."

[That's because I lost my voice as a child. I wasn't born mute.] Deborah said, annoyed.

"Enough. Your poor excuses mean nothing to me. You're coming back home with me," Roger said, grabbing her wrist forcefully.

Deborah struggled to free herself, anxious because she had no way to call for help and didn't want to return to that place.

“Ah…” Deborah tried to force herself to shout but only felt the strain on her throat as she