Chapter 104

Kimberly:

After settling into our new secret hideout, I tried to push aside the gut-wrenching events of the past few days. Ethan was busy coordinating our counterattack against that fucking Greyson, while I attempted to process the staggering revelations about my family's sordid history.

The shrill ring of my phone shattered the tense silence, causing me to nearly jump out of my skin. Glancing at the unfamiliar number, I hesitated, suddenly gripped by an inexplicable sense of dread.

"Aren't you going to answer, princess?" Ethan arched a questioning brow from across the room.

Stealing myself, I swiped to accept the call. "Hello?"

The voice that responded nearly caused my heart to seize in my chest. "Well, well, if it isn't the little survivor herself."

Mary.

A tremor racked my body as memories of that nightmarish encounter assailed me in vivid, agonizing flashes. His cruel laughter. The viselike grip on my neck. The soulless promise of death in his eyes.

"You..." I choked out, my throat