Chapter 42: Don’t panic the rabbit.
Tanner could swear he was in heaven. He had to be, he was warm and in a bed instead of the cold room and that damn hard chair. It may be odd to have that be the thing he was clinging to but that chair had made his ass fall asleep after an hour and to still have been stuck there was torture, well besides the actual torture. Man Laurent was such a sick man, if you could call him a man, if anything he had hinted at having done to Talia was more than his sick mind games then he didn’t deserve to be called a man at all. Tanner felt like his body had been through the ringer and he was so weak, he was having trouble opening his eyes. His first instinct was that he may not actually be free, he couldn’t move any of his limbs or open his eyes, maybe this was all
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