I reunited with my grandmother under the pretense of finding her a safe place to stay, but in reality, it was the first step of my plan to leave.
Terry Black didn't suspect a thing.
Our worlds couldn't have been more different—he was powerful, wealthy, and in control. Meanwhile, I was forced to wait, patiently holding onto the fragile hope that soon, I'd escape the madman who haunted my life day and night.
Quietly, I sold off every one of his gifts, transforming them into funds for my freedom, saving every bit until I had enough and a place to finally disappear to.
Terry Black called me by my real name. He said he'd go to the hospital every day to see me.
His eyes were tender as he looked at me, as if he's holding a treasure.
I don't need it anymore.
" Hattie, look what I got you!"
