Chapter Thirty-two
SPENCER My mind is traveling as fast as what I am drive. I press my foot on the gas making the car accelerate to an amazing eighty miles per hour. No one is on the road for some odd reason, but I don't care. All I care about right now is Brooklyn. Oh, Brooklyn please be okay. I'm silently praying I'm not too late and Elijah hasn't hurt her. I don't know what I would do if I saw her in pain. In pain because of me. I'm the one who was stupid and said to sign the company over to me. I didn't want to succumb to Elijah's demands. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. I arrive at Brooklyn's house in a matter of minutes. I get out and pay no attention to anything, but that front door. The only thing keeping me from her. I run and burst through is then freeze for a split second before tackling Elijah to gro
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