~TESSA~
(THE NEXT DAY 📍 REYNOLDS MANSION)
I was back. Back in hell.
Marcus Reynold's mansion. A place I never dreamt of coming back to.
But here I was. Trapped again. By none other than the devil himself.
He brought me here because I had agreed to all his stupid terms. But I had to follow.
Really had to. For my Ryder and Sarah.
They were dear to my heart, and I couldn't afford to see any of them in pain.
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The dining room looked more like a museum than a place for food.
Marble floors, gold chandeliers, and a polished table so long it could seat twenty people.
But it was just the two of us—me and Marcus.
I sat stiff in the velvet chair, the silver fork in my hand shaking with every move I made. I wasn’t hungry. The roast in front of me smelled rich, heavy, suffocating.
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