Lilian POV
'I am not your slave, Ren... I am not your slave!' those words replay in my head for the umpteenth time, and I hit my back head lightly to be sure my brain is still there, because what the f**k! Where the hell did those words come from? Where the hell did the gut come from?
"We're here, ma'am," The cabby's voice pulls me out of my train of thought, and I quickly alight from the car and pay him. I watch as he drives away before I turn and head toward the bridge. This place is quiet as always and will be nice to calm my head here.
Leaning over the rail of the bridge, I take a deep breath and try to clear my head, but nothing is coming through. Who could've uploaded those pictures on the internet?
My phone suddenly starts ringing, and I bring it out of my pocket. It's Nate.
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