VALERIE’S POV.
Mark had insisted I stay in what he claimed to be the particular room, where he would come visit me whenever he felt like it. It was just like a prison because I couldn’t go out unless he approved, and to make sure I never did, he asked the maid to lock the door after they brought me food or any of my necessary items.
I sighed, looking out of the window. It was as if my life was a never-ending misery. I wondered about Blair and Hunter. I wondered if they would come back for us or at least for Jayden. I was still lost in my thoughts when the door cracked open. It was Mark, and he was wearing a bright smile that I wanted to wipe off his face.
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“Oh darling,” he said, forcefully pulling me in for a hug. I frowned, pushing him away from me.
“What do you want?” I hissed. I w
