Chapter Twenty-Eight
The room was suffocatingly quiet. With her arms hugging her body, Alison sat on the side of the bed gazing at the shut door. Her experience with Nicholas had left her shaken. She couldn't get the memory of his rage out of her head. She let out a sharp exhale and ran her fingers through her hair. Today she had learned something insignificant. How long did Nicholas think he could hide it from her and at what expense? She was unaware of how much Nicholas was concealing, and now she found herself lost in her thoughts and her questions. She looked out the window. Danger was lurking nearby. The man from earlier. He frightened her which was quite funny . Oddly she felt very comfortable with him that only scared her more. Could he be the Adrian she thought fearfully. She quickly dismissed the
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