Raelyn’s pov
I heard Dylan run behind me and I knew he’d be faster than me. But I had to try.
At least out here I stood a chance to get free. I didn’t want to go back to his house. I didn’t want to be his prisoner anymore.
If he even allowed me to live.
And to be really honest, I didn’t know what would be better. To live as a prisoner inside his house, being beaten, used as a maid, my body being used for his pleasure… Or to not live at all.
If it weren’t for Torin, I would have chosen option two.
It’s pathetic, but it’s true. Torin makes me want to live. I know now what it feels like to really be in love. And I know he feels the same way about me.
I don’t deserve it. I don’t even understand it. But Torin likes me. I think… I think he loves me.
And I hope that if I stay alive long e
